Lyrics
[Verse]
Sun sinks slow, barstool throne
Eyes on the clock, tickin’ bones
Neon buzz hums low like a hymn
Whiskey river drowns my sins
[Prechorus]
Empty bottles, full regrets
A jukebox preacher ain’t done yet
[Chorus]
Nothin’ to do but drink
Pour my pain in the kitchen sink
Heart’s gone dry, but the glass won’t clink
When there’s nothin’ to do but drink
[Verse 2]
Dusty boots scuff hardwood scars
Smoke rings rise, fade like stars
Lonesome fiddle in a far-off key
Echoes louder than my misery
[Bridge]
Bartender's face, stone-carved cold
Stories traded, secrets sold
Every pour’s a prayer, every sip a curse
A blessing in the bottom, for better or worse
[Chorus]
Nothin’ to do but drink
Pour my pain in the kitchen sink
Heart’s gone dry, but the glass won’t clink
When there’s nothin’ to do but drink
Style
male vocalsmelodicrapacousticalternative country808selectriccountrycountry-trapmoodyanthemic
Prompt
Nothin’ to do but drink, alternative country, rap, electric, moody, acoustic, 808s, male vocals, country-trap, country, anthemic, country, melodic
Credits
Prompt by
Jpaul14
Jpaul14GeneratedSep 19, 2025
ModelAria v4
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