🇺🇸 Bourbon & borrowed Sheets

Lyrics: Caronte 2025 Youtube: Inoxidables Podcast Podcast go.ivoox.com/sq/2330386 Whiskey river, midnight train, Life’s a flicker in the rain. Drink it down, let the glass bleed dry, Kiss her hard ‘fore the sun hits the sky. Time’s a thief with a loaded gun, You ain’t livin’ if you ain’t on the run. Burn the candle, both ends aflame, Tomorrow’s just a ghost without a name. Oh, live fast, die slow, Let the piano weep, let the guitar growl low. Dance with chaos, laugh at the clock, ‘Fore the Reaper comes a-knockin’ on your block. Bourbon lips, borrowed sheets, Let the night tie your soul to the street. Friends like fire, warm your bones, Share a laugh, drown your moans. A kiss so deep, legs turn to sand, Skin on skin, a devil’s handshake with no plan. Burn in the embers, rise with the dawn, Scars are badges for the road we’re on. The bed’s a stranger, the sheets ain’t yours, But hell, that’s the price of kickin’ down doors. Oh, live fast, die slow, Let the piano weep, let the guitar growl low. Dance with chaos, laugh at the clock, ‘Fore the Reaper comes a-knockin’ on your block. Bourbon lips, borrowed sheets, Let the night tie your soul to the street. When the last call echoes, and the jukebox dies, Let the smoke curl up like a lover’s goodbye. If Death finds me, let it be, Drunk and naked where I shouldn’t be. A stranger’s laugh still on my tongue, My story raw, my song unsung. Oh, let the guitars scream, let the crowd roar, Life’s a backdoor we all slip through, nothin’ more.