Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bourbon, artist - Gallant. Album song Ology, in the genre R&BDate of issue: 03.05.2016
Record label: Mind of a Genius, Warner
Song language: English
Bourbon |
| I’m a headless horseman on quilted sand dunes |
| With my neck wide open, I pray for refuge |
| 'Cause since I’ve been found I’ve been living a life in cages |
| Withering down to the champagne quicksand |
| Wrestling doubt I’ve been dragging around for ages |
| I tried to let it drain but my veins are hopeless |
| 'Cause I loved in cold blood and got used to it |
| Angels say trust the detox |
| But I’m shaking, I need it like bourbon in my coffee cup |
| I’m a tri-tone bible with misprint logic, oh yeah |
| I count lunar cycles with faithless prophets |
| 'Cause since I’ve been found I’ve been living a life in cages (life in cages) |
| Withering down to the champagne quicksand (champagne quicksand) |
| Wrestling doubt I’ve been dragging around for ages (dragging around for ages) |
| I tried to let it drain but my veins are hopeless |
| 'Cause I loved in cold blood and got used to it |
| Angels say trust the detox |
| But I’m shaking, I need it like bourbon in my coffee cup |
| Ay, some guy might say what you can’t do |
| But I say that it ain’t true |
| 'Cause a guy and an angel when I light 'em |
| An artist I might paint you |
| They got thoughts but it ain’t food |
| I know life is a painful place and the same fools hatin' will be the ones |
| With a similar path to the same one you’ve taken |
| And for a little bit, I can’t stay but |
| I gotta make the most of my time |
| Focus and grind 'cause the whole city dyin' |
| And I’ve never had the glory but I’m tryin' |
| And I’ve tried, and I advise |
| Live to stop the liar |
| Like a visor block the shine and |
| Let the light and truth be told a Michael Tyson |
| And remember and ta-ta |
| Get a bit discouraged, or maybe that was misworded |
| Or let it be misquoted |
| But I feel like it’s certain that I walk for it like toward the Lord and lead |
| them all like tutorials |
| Like Toro y Moi the cause of this all is life and that shit’s hard |
| Still fuck what a naysayer may say |
| On stage in the bay, hit the nae nae |
| Serious like the radio can’t say |
| I got dreams I’mma make it |
| But until my AKA is the greatest, I don’t give a fuck about an alias |
| I am human, I’m homosapien, makin' the best of my situation |
| 'Cause I loved in cold blood and got used to it |
| Angels say trust the detox |
| But I’m shaking, I need it like bourbon in my coffee cup (bourbon in my coffee |
| cup) |