Home Page »  A »  Anal Thunder
   

Drink Myself To Death Lyrics


Anal Thunder Drink Myself To Death


Next time I fall down I won’t rise.
I lay down and die, I close my eyes.
‘Cause there’s nothing left for me except these hurting feet, this hurting head.
Kick my ribs I don’t care... I just don’t care!
Like Nicholas Cage in Leaving Las Vegas,
but there’s no Elisabeth Shue and all that cash.

It might seem fun to you, but NO.
I’m f..cking fed up with this show.
I’ve gone too far.
I just can’t stop...until I drop
I’m gonna drink myself to death.
Smell the whiskey in my last breath

Next time I fall down I won’t rise.
Next time I fall down I won’t rise.
Next time I fall down I won’t rise.
Next time I fall down I won’t rise.

I’m gonna drink myself to death.
Smell the whiskey in my last breath

DRINK MY SELF TO DEATH



from the recording booth to the kitchen: when musicians become culinary obsessives
From The Recording Booth To The Kitchen: When Musicians Become Culinary Obsessives
Evren E. - 05 May 2026
the ultimate fashion playlist: unpacking the devil wears prada 2 soundtrack
The Ultimate Fashion Playlist: Unpacking The Devil Wears Prada 2 Soundtrack
Chris Page - 29 Apr 2026
behind the charts: how labels track global music trends before they go viral
Behind The Charts: How Labels Track Global Music Trends Before They Go Viral
Faith Thompson - 26 Apr 2026
the ghost in the jukebox: can ai actually write a song that makes you cry?
The Ghost In The Jukebox: Can Ai Actually Write A Song That Makes You Cry?
Sasha Mednikova - 24 Apr 2026
pop icons behind the firewall: the quiet fight for global music freedom
Pop Icons Behind The Firewall: The Quiet Fight For Global Music Freedom
Evren E. - 16 Apr 2026
Browse: