Lyrics Whiskey Bent and Hellbound (Hellmyr) - Bloodsimple

Whiskey Bent and Hellbound (Hellmyr)

Lookin' out upon the highway, already two-hundred-and-fifty miles gone
I take my first taste of freedom and I’ve never felt so alive, yeah
And out of the corner of my eye
I see a woman
Well, she was more radiant than I ever could have imagined
And she was singing: «What's wrong with you?»
What is the problem
With drinking whiskey and smoking weed?
Live within the system
If you don’t like it, well fucking leave!
Well get me back, get me back on the road
I met the devil and I sold my soul
'Cause everything and everyone is old
(Hey, hey, hey!)
I cut my lung out
I need a fix
You’re my puzzle and my pieces fit
'Cause everything and everyone is old
(Hey, hey, hey!)
The nights in the desert paint pictures
That aren’t always what they seem
The dust kicking up all around
It makes this shit come on like a whirlwind
And she stands up on the hood of a car
And she screams to all, but demons and murderers…
«I wanna see chaos
Wanna see victims be one with the pain!
The power of our redemption
Suppresses the memories of tragedy!»
Oh, give me what I need
Let me drift away
Where all the troubles
All my troubles are so far away
Well get me back, get me back on the road
I met the devil and I sold my soul
'Cause everything and everyone is old
(Hey, hey, hey!)
I cut my lung out
I need a fix
You’re my puzzle and my pieces fit
'Cause everything and everyone is old
(Hey, hey, hey!)
Well get me back, get me back on the road
I met the devil and I sold my soul
'Cause everything and everyone is old
(Hey, hey, hey!)
I cut my lung out
I need a fix
You’re my puzzle and my pieces fit
'Cause everything and everyone is old
(Hey, hey, hey!)
Everyone is so compromised
That they will never be
(The chosen ones)
Everyone is so compromised
That they will never be
(The chosen ones)
Everyone is so compromised (ah, ah)
That they will never be
(The chosen ones)
Everyone is so compromised (ah, ah)
That they will never be
(The chosen ones)
You all feel like you’ve been put down?
(ah, ah)
You’ve all been fucking compromised!
You’ve all been sold!
(the chosen ones) Your soul is ruined!
How does it feel to be numbered (ah, ah)
And to be one in a million?
Just another statistic in failure!
(The chosen ones)
Once again, you are compromised, enslaved, mindless!
(ah, ah)
Cut off from something else, someone else!
(the chosen ones) (ah, ah)
Living off somebody else’s dream, somebody else’s hard work (The chosen ones)
You are the compromised!
(ah, ah) How does it feel?
How does it feel to be numbered as a…