Lyrics

The sky looks like it’s screaming
And my head is just scrambling
I’m jealous of the woman drinking Stella on the bus stop bench

My dormant head is stinging
Kicking out from the last nights prowl
Booze blues begin to stick and hang around

Have the feeling like I could have another round
Don’t you test me I’m coming back down

This muddy water’s
Wolves howling at my door
My king has fallen and so is my stolen crown

The sky looks like it’s weeping
And my smudged makeup parallel helps me to sympathise when I’m needing help

This muddy water’s
Wolves howling at my door
My king has fallen and so is my stolen crown

Yeah dark circles have more depth than tired red eyes
Yeah you won’t find my heart but you will find my lies

Have the feeling like I could have another round
Don’t you judge me I’m going back down

This muddy water’s
Wolves howling at my door
My king has fallen and so is my stolen crown...