Whiskey With My Maker

My life is a sorrow, but it’s good enough for me

I’ve seen my life before me laid to waste

Chose the path I’m walking ‘cause death’s a friend to me

Drink whiskey with my maker for the taste

No reason, for waiting, it’s all for the taking woah oh oh, it’s good

Unfolding, no scolding, I’m used to withholding whoa oh oh, it’s good

Full loving, full living, my mind can’t stop repeating woah it’s good

My life is a sorrow, but it’s good enough for me

I’ve seen my life before me laid to waste

Chose the path I’m walking ‘cause death’s a friend to me

Drink whiskey with my maker for the taste

Breathe easy, run freely, just me against an easy feeling woah oh oh, it’s good

No choosing, refusing, any look that feels like losing woah oh oh, it’s good

You save me, you save me, you held my hand sedate me woah oh, it’s good

My life is a sorrow, but it’s good enough for me

I’ve seen my life before me laid to waste

Chose the path I’m walking ‘cause death’s a friend to me

Drink whiskey with my maker for the taste

It stops me coldly, on a street that has no name

Leaves me empty, like a drink from yesterday

It passes quickly, though it’s never far away

It sucks the breath from my escape

My life is a sorrow, but it’s good enough for me

I’ve seen my life before me laid to waste

I chose the path I’m walking ‘cause death’s a friend to me

Drink whiskey with my maker

Drink whiskey with my maker

Drink whiskey with my maker for the taste