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DRANK PEOTRY

  • WↂLF
  • 16 mar 2017
  • 1 Min. de lectura

The bitter taste of the warm liquor

The touch of dehydrated skin

You raise your hand and try to pick her

You drown in a mortal sin

Empty bottles, cadavers of the night

Your body defying gravity

Your head is blinded by the light

It seems you lost all dignity

The music's messing with your brain

Your wheeping feet now your face's on the floor

No emotion just numbing pain

The alcohol that you adore

Another sip in your system

The devil tempting your soul

But to his peck you're no victim

His embrace makes you a whole

It all turned dark this is the end

You knew it when the evening started

It's in a hole that you land

Death next to you, it's all wasted.


 
 
 

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