Knock me off my feet
Pray to God we last
That Jack really went to my head fast
Tripping over words
Why do you ask questions you already know the answers to?
Why do I do the things my morals say I shouldn’t do?
It’s the Absinthe
That liquid courage
And a little green fairy
Whispers dirty things in your ear
Stumbling over stories
When will we stop spinning?
Am I really winning?
If fish can breathe underwater, can’t I?
Belated
You tasted
Me
And I’m wasted
Waiting for one something to come along and
Save me
The ones who could save me before
Don’t wait up anymore
I’m seeing two of you.
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