Ella Kaye - Whisker Vigorous Lyrics

I'll be the myth
The atheist
In the southern sea
I get so low sometimes
I make the whiskey lift me

A nightcap to break the ice
A hostage of my pride, not a virtue but a vice

So I impart these tortured prose
Excuses for my excuses, and it shows
I get so low sometimes, I make the whiskey lift me
Out of sight, out of mind, I've mastered tragedy

I'll be the myth
The atheist
In the southern sea
I get so low sometimes

Don't quell the sickness
That started the screaming

So I impart these tortured prose
Excuses for my excuses, and it shows
I get so low sometimes, I make the whiskey lift me
Out of sight, out of mind, I've mastered tragedy

The tiger swallowed the serpent that swallowed my heart
It used to beat for thee, now for the tiger, the snake, and me
A nightcap to break the ice
A hostage of my pride, not a virtue but a vice

So I impart these tortured prose
Excuses for my excuses, and it shows
I get so low sometimes, I make the whiskey lift me
Out of sight, out of mind, I've mastered tragedy