Whiskey and War

[Intro – spoken, low, tense] No sleep. Bottle down. Same room. Same sound. [Verse 1] Lights still on— won’t shut off. Glass in hand— edge worn soft. Walls don’t move but something does. Hear it shift— under the buzz. Name by name it cuts back through. Nothing gone— nothing new. [Pre-Chorus] Tries to bury it— line by line… But it’s still there every time. [Chorus] Whiskey and war— locked in his chest. No way out, no real rest. Every shot— another name. Every night— feeds the flame. Can’t shut it down, can’t ignore… Still caught in whiskey and war. [Verse 2] Boots by the door— dust set in. Medals hang— but they don’t mean a thing. Silence hits like pressure waves. Every breath just digs the grave. Cracked half-smile— holding form… But inside it’s still the storm. [Pre-Chorus] Shuts it down— locks it tight… Still breaks through every night. [Chorus] Whiskey and war— pulling him deep. No clean break, no real sleep. Every shot— another name. Every breath— just more the same. Nothing left worth fighting for… Still buried in whiskey and war. 🧠 [Bridge / Breakdown – darker, stripped] If there’s a God— He went quiet. Nothing left to stop the riot. In his head— it won’t end. Smoke comes back again… again… Drinks just to feel something fade… But numb don’t last— it just delays. [Final Chorus] Whiskey and war— dragging him down. No solid ground, no way out now. Every name— hits the same. Every night— feeds the flame. No way back, no anymore… Still lost in whiskey and war. [Outro] Bottle drops— hits the floor… “I can’t do this anymore…” Door shuts slow— Gone to whiskey and war.