Ridiculizer - Hole In Your Soul

Описание: Whit ye lookin' for at the bottom ae that bottle?
Pursuing peace of mind but it's always full throttle
Still tryin' tae drown out that voice in yer head
But all that it does is scream louder instead
Whit ye runnin’ fae that ye cannae face?
Just taking up time and wasting the space
The clock's keeps tickin’ but you cannae sit still
Always schemin’, daydreaming, chasing after the thrill

There´s a hole in yer soul
And it swallows the light
A flame burnin’ out in the cold morning light
There's not much left, an’ it never feels right
Every high, a smoke ring , that fades outta sight

You scratch at the itch, but it never goes numb
Rush into your snare
Heart banging like a bass drum
Can't get no relief
And there ain't no control
You can't fill , you never will
That hole in your soul
You´re drrownin’ in seconds ye cannae get back
A prisoner chained tae the same old track
The needle, the bottle, the sniff and the smoke
The straw was laid the back was broke

There´s a hole in yer soul
And it swallows the light
A flame burnin’ out in the cold morning light
There's not much left, an’ it never feels right
Every high, a smoke ring , that fades outta sight

So drink it up and shoot it deep
Close your eyes, pretend you sleep
Spew your life into the toilet bowl
You'll never fix that hole in your soul
The greed takes over but the hunger remains
Ain’t no escape when the thirst’s in your veins
Knock yourself out and score an own goal
You'll never fix that hole in your soul