A bottle of whiskey as a shape of my heart -

I'm finally free and wild of from being torn apart

from it's choices of between love´n lust and turmoil

summer´s heating up my spirit.

I am drunk and feeling fine.

 

Happiest ot the spirits in running inside of my heart

wandering like a moonchild - so freely I do fly.

Winds are carrying my emotions -

they are whispering let it be.

There are no stains or marks of life´s cruelty.

 

This summer inside of the soul of mine

is shining past the tears

and past of the times, when we wore the masks of smile.

Neverminding of the fears.

 

A bottle of whiskey as a shape of my heart.

 

I do offer it to you freely.

 

Drink wildly, go fuck the system´s and see

the truth you yearn to so dearly.