Nothing to Lose Lyrics

Album: Deja Vou

(Verse One) Youre one son of a bitch; just an insignificant little prick,

Whose shit stirring has made me realise

That to self destruct is to exorcise

All compassion; Shave off all hair

Because faced head on you will disappear

Behind a wall of sore home truths

Youve not escaped since blistered youth

(Chorus) Ive got nothing; Ive got nothing to lose

Just mark my words I dont suffer fools

Ive got nothing; Ive got nothing to prove

What could you know about a man in my shoes!

(Verse Two) No going back; not a chance in hell!

Shut up! Piss off with your fairy tales!

All you do is patronise! Your cards are on the table?

Then theyre a pack of lies.

Stacked then dealt like razor blades

To ease your guilt; is this a game?

Wont roll the dice, screw your advice

Weve been down this road before

So choke upon your silver spoon

You stupid, fucking whore!

Ive got nothing; Ive got nothing to lose

Just mark my words I dont suffer fools

Ive got nothing; Ive got nothing to prove

What could you know about a man in my shoes!

(2nd section) Alcohol; its a way of life for those who dream

Of a time thats long since past

Just photographs and hollow memories

It hangs so heavy around my neck; it clings like a suffocating scar,

Salvations wings awaiting you at the bottom of an empty whiskey jar!

Black tooth grin; now theres a church in which I can believe

Down the blood of a distilled Christ and preach its sacred recipe

Its the only way that Ive ever known; a serum that makes all sorrows drown!

Wrapt between an angels wings as this world comes crashing all around!

(Morose section) All I wanted was a shoulder to cry on

For you to reassure that temptation hadnt become

Any old excuse; jack shit to lose

Except a lonesome bullet and a sour mash brew

All I needed was somebody to hold me tight

Whisper precious nothings before blowing out the lights

One last glass; pull the trigger to blast

The writings all over the walls.

All I pined was a pillar to lean against

Show some bloody mercy and cease talking in past tense

Take my bow and wave goodbye

To a standing ovation at the lost pantomime



 (Doom outro)