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4 or 47 Video (MV)




Performed By: Chris Elliott
Length: 6:30
Written by: Chris Elliott




Chris Elliott - 4 or 47 Lyrics




As the lights go down on another day
This is the last sunset I see
Will this darkness finally take me
To my everlasting dream?
The shadow chasing my every move
Constant chatter in my brain
All I wanna do is shut it down
In whatever way that means

Pills at my side, three sheets to the wind
I can't even remember was it 4 or 47?
I feel this fog envelop me
St Peter's not at my gates
His empty stare at my book of life
Heavens turned it's back on me

So this is where I break
So this is where I fall
Staring down the edge
The gaping maw of hell
I'm so f*cking tired
All I want to do is sleep
Forget it all - f*ck everything
Ready to take that final leap

Pills at my side, three sheets to the wind
I can't even remember was it 4 or 47?
I feel this fog envelop me
St Peter's not at my gates
His empty stare at my book of life
Heavens turned it's back on me

What did I do to deserve this break
Is this punishment for some crime?
Forget this, f*ck this nothing makes sense
Let these pills take me away

Never wanted anything from this life
Just to exist with a normal brain
But here I am; the end of things
This is my final day

Pills at my side, three sheets to the wind
I can't even remember was it 4 or 47?
I feel this fog envelop me
St. Peter's not at my gates
His empty stare at my book of life
Heavens turned it's back on me
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As the lights go down on another day
This is the last sunset I see
Will this darkness finally take me
To my everlasting dream?
The shadow chasing my every move
Constant chatter in my brain
All I wanna do is shut it down
In whatever way that means

Pills at my side, three sheets to the wind
I can't even remember was it 4 or 47?
I feel this fog envelop me
St Peter's not at my gates
His empty stare at my book of life
Heavens turned it's back on me

So this is where I break
So this is where I fall
Staring down the edge
The gaping maw of hell
I'm so f*cking tired
All I want to do is sleep
Forget it all - f*ck everything
Ready to take that final leap

Pills at my side, three sheets to the wind
I can't even remember was it 4 or 47?
I feel this fog envelop me
St Peter's not at my gates
His empty stare at my book of life
Heavens turned it's back on me

What did I do to deserve this break
Is this punishment for some crime?
Forget this, f*ck this nothing makes sense
Let these pills take me away

Never wanted anything from this life
Just to exist with a normal brain
But here I am; the end of things
This is my final day

Pills at my side, three sheets to the wind
I can't even remember was it 4 or 47?
I feel this fog envelop me
St. Peter's not at my gates
His empty stare at my book of life
Heavens turned it's back on me
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Writer: Chris Elliott
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