[Intro] [fiddle lead melody, lute strumming, driving drum beat] Stockholm syndrome from my Basement window Crawling under my skin [bagpipes enter] I ignored all the warnings And turned the brain I was born in To someone I don't know Oh [Tin Whistle accents] I'm on the brink of the brink Running dry when I bleed And I know when I go they won't remember me [band energy building - bagpipes fill in] But I'd kill to live for thrills Screaming out a melody I can't hear I poison everything 'till it wilts I need the antidote [distorted fiddle and harpsichord enters, bagpipes intensify - Irish group backing vocals] Notice the darkness growing on you I need the antidote Give me catharsis a new point of view I need the antidote Ooh ooh I need the anti dote Ooh ooh, Hey! I need the anti dote [fiddle continues melodic counterpoint] [Irish energetic lively pub group backing vocals] (Down and out I'm out when I'm down and out) I'm not like you I'm not like you (Down and out I'm out when I'm down and out) I'm not like you I'm not like you (Down and out I'm out when I'm down and out) I'm not like you I'm not like you The pipes and the hands, new stories unfold [drums maintain driving rhythm] I know when I go they won't remember me I need the anti dote [Instrumental Break] [fiddle solo with rapid sixteenth-note runs, lute rhythm, bagpipe fills] [irish pub shanty intensifies into raucous punk energy release] Notice the darkness growing on you I need the anti dote Give me catharsis a new point of view [Irish pub group chanting] I need the anti dote Ooh ooh I need the anti dote Ooh ooh I need the anti dote Down and out I'm out when I'm down and out I can't keep or hold it together Pub doors swing and the voices roar Fists fly high then they hit the floor Down and out I'm out when I'm down and out I can't keep or hold it together Down and out I'm out when I'm down and out I'll just be falling forever [group chanting] Down and out I'm out when I'm down and out I can't keep or hold it together Raise a glass to the fight and the road I'll just be falling forever [final fiddle flourish, cymbal crash]
