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Dull Axe
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Dull Axe was released on January 18, 2026 by bmayzee as a part of the album Dull Axe - Single
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Release DateJanuary 18, 2026
Labelbmayzee
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM199

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bmayzee
Bmayzee
Harmony Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Clyde Mays
Brandon Clyde Mays
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bmayzee
Bmayzee
Producer

Lyrics

I can split wood with a dull axe Drink a six-pack, put a bull on his back
I can train a chicken to kill a hawk Cause when I let the liquor talk
Sound like an owl in the night I can grow corn in the concrete
All I need is moonlight I ain't seen the sun in a while
Pickin' up my soul I done dropped the ball before
So why does alcohol make me smile I'm a nervous wreck
I heard the vet say my dog is sick But I think he got a hurtin' neck
I'm at the churches steps I'm seein' flashes of birth and death
But most of us ain't broke the curses yet Can't forget I'm blessed
Cause I done stopped poppin' Percocets Give you the pants off my ass
And my shirt off my chest Playin' with a bee's nest
To reverse my stress When it sting, the pain feels like perfect
Sex I can split wood with a dull axe
Drink a six-pack, put a bull on his back I can train a chicken to kill a hawk
Cause when I let the liquor talk Sound like an owl in the night
I can grow corn in the concrete All I need is moonlight
I ain't seen the sun in a while Pickin' up my soul
I really dropped the ball before So why does alcohol make me smile
I'm a nervous wreck I heard the vet say my dog is sick
But I think he got a hurtin' neck I'm at the churches steps
I'm seein' flashes of birth and death But most of us ain't broke the curses yet
Can't forget I'm blessed Cause I done stopped poppin' Percocets
Give you the pants off my ass And my shirt off my chest
Playin' with a bee's nest To reverse my stress
When it sting, the pain feels like perfect sex
Somebody wake me up This can't be my dream
The road's gettin' dark Turn on the high beams
I'm travelin' alone But I still like sightseeing
Lookin' on the other side of the fence The grass is bright green
As great as it looks And it ain't as great as it might seem
The soil is contaminated Like my mental hygiene
My personality traits aren't Disturbing enough
To make alerts on the counselor's radar I treat fallin' in life like it's a skate park
Get up and do it again That's how we play hard
My body don't bruise at all What you lookin' at are trophy scars
I can split wood with a dull axe Drink a six-pack, put a bull on his back
I can train a chicken to kill a hawk Cause when I lit the liquor talk
Sound like an owl in the night I can grow corn in the concrete
All I need is moonlight I ain't seen the sun in a while
Pickin' up my soul I really dropped the ball before
So why does alcohol make me smile? I'm a nervous wreck
I heard the vet say my dog is sick But I think he got a hurtin' neck
I'm at the churches steps I'm seein' flashes of birth and death
But most of us ain't broke the curses yet Can't forget I'm blessed
Cause I done stop poppin percocets Give you the pants off my ass
And my shirt off my chest Playin' with a bee's nest
To reverse my stress When it sting
The pain feels like perfect sex Vegetables growin' on a smart farm
And the food really tastes like the robots made it
The meat in the store got a strange smell A I wanna steal my brain cells
I'm runnin' out of options I'm low on weed
I gotta weigh em' both on the same scale Tryin' to make this next smoke last forever
Recycle my thoughts, get my act together
Makin' good use out of trash to treasure I build a foundation out of scrap metal
And I keep my head high, I don't backpedal Gettin' ready like syrup when the sap settle
Before the government turn into a no man's land
We gon' put a virus in the whole damn plan Cause I know what I'm made of
And I know my worth, can't no robot replace us
I can split wood with a dull axe Drink a six pack, put a bull on his back
I can train a chicken to kill a hawk Cause when I let the liquor talk
Sound like an owl in the night I can grow corn in the concrete
All I need is moonlight, I ain't seen the sun in a while
Pickin' up my soul I done dropped the ball before
So why does alcohol make me smile? I'm a nervous wreck
I heard the vet say my dog is sick But I think he got a hurtin' neck
I'm at the churches steps I'm seein' flashes of birth and death
But most of us ain't broke the curses yet Can't forget I'm blessed
Cause I done stopped poppin' Percocets Give you the pants off my ass
And my shirt off my chest Playin' with a bee's nest to reverse my stress
When it's stings the pain feels like perfect sex
I can split wood with a dull axe
Written by: Brandon Clyde Mays
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