Them Pulp Criminals - Jack Torrance

Another cigarette in my lips tonight
Another shot of bourbon, but nothing is alright
The demons in my head and heart are raging wild
One thing is sure as hell, I'm going out with style
Ever since you left there's nothing that can hold me down
The former beast of my poor self keeps me awake till dawn
And yet another sunrise come and shines on misery
I fell like I've been damned alive in vast eternity...

Get into a random fight
All my faith in you is gone but the heartaches linger on
Staring at my bloodstained knife
Crazy for thinking that I could hold you some more

Another hour measured with little powder pills
And on the night like that I feel what Jack Torrance could feel
Now I'm here, with my scars bleeding, inside and outside
The guiding star above my head is dim and not so bright
The calm and cold of my trusty 45
Together we can play the game of betting lives
One chamber out of total 6 contains the cure for everything
So spin this thing and hold my breath, it's time to say goodbye

Get into a random fight
All my faith in you is gone but the heartaches linger on
Staring at my bloodstained knife
Crazy for thinking that I could hold you some more