Deathcon 4: Me, Myself and Mr. Jack Daniel


Just another day in the paradise
The face in the mirror shows what’s my style
Something says this won’t be over
´Cos I’m the wild rover
I grab my jacket and glance my pockets
I raise my head for my number seven
I don’t give a fuck what you think when you see me
I’m a social desease take a pill when you see me

“Are you alone”?
“No, there is me, myself and Mr. Jack Daniel.”

I answer to my call of duty
Proudly I stand with american beauty
Me, myself and my dear sour mate
We come along, hey let’s sing this song

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I drown myself
It’s time to drown myself in booze
There is no life to loose
Bottom gleams in the distance
Shall we have a round or two?
This method ain’t gonna work, I think
This bastard can swim in my drink
We are gonna lose this game
Me, myself and Mr. Jack Daniel