Sunroom Audio - Where's Wolfie When You Need Him? lyrics

I think I need a break from the last few years and all my past mistakes Howlin' out in the cold dead streets to the sound of bottles breaking beneath my feet I do things the hard way Pump my brain full of venom, whiskey and fire Goddamn this town tonight if i make it out alive And these same four chords hold my sanity like a straight jacket, like a switchblade in an armed robbery These hands are broken and tired Ink stained and useless I saw the greatest minds of my generation laugh in the face of all this gravity that's holding us down Well its us against this rock and I'll hold you up if you hold me up