Liquor & Cologne

My tongue rests idle, I'm leaving my country for a while And in the lack of words I sit alone in the cabin, freeing my eyelids to Frank That scent of liquor and cologne has laid inside my nostrils And every person isn't there, their mobiles caught their faces Time stays still So I lay dead (for little a while) Just to start again And then I'll feel alright But that's not what they say about me in the backseats of cars And they're talking about us in a westside bar Time stays still (I'm not really alive) I lay dead (for little a while) Just to start again And then I'll feel alright (Until I see the devil swimming in my blood bath) (High and alone, make the call to postpone) (But I'll probs pull up if you grab me above my collarbone)