Lyrics: Neil Chakraborty/Akshay Poojary
Music: Neil Chakraborty/Akshay Poojary
Close call, ghost town with a road song,
Let loose, don't hold on, this is my meadery.
I'm making moonshine, while I let the sun burn,
It's my remedy. I'm evergreen.
Bottom of the river, I'm floating on this peg,
Going places, ain't walking on my legs.
And I'm hovering, life's a bitch, she got other friends. Another end
It's heavenly, with my island trees and my melanin.
Sand dunes on this empty beach, consuming me.
Let them take their time, I feel alive, empty me.
Close call, ghost town with a road song,
Let loose, don't hold on, this my meadery.
I'm making moonshine, while I let the sun burn,
It's my remedy. I'm evergreen.
Cold summers, hot winters, temper seasons,
Cooks inside a pot where the broth is for the evil.
Me to my miseries, Peele to Keegen.
Death is like an angel, I'm flocking with the heathens.
Never had a liking for the people,
I inject what is needed not a needle.
Within my boundaries to keep away from serpents.
Always ready for a fight, Tyler Durden.
Still present, newer day, better version.
In this ghost town for the soul search and I found myself like I got up out this earth.
And it's no accident I'm drowning in this dirt.
Cursive curses, witches dancing in circles,
Drawn by my horses, life is a curricle.
And I don't roam with a team that is gullible,
Sick in the head with my songs, let me punish 'em.
Close call, ghost town with a road song,
Let loose, don't hold on, this my meadery.
I'm making moonshine, while I let the sun burn,
It's my remedy. I'm evergreen.