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Drink °


I just wanna drink so much Till my vision blur And my speech slur Till my pain fade away And my fears face the day Till my soul rest in peace And all my pain cease Till my breath cut And my eyes shut Till my life fade And my grave shade Till my laughter die And my heart cry And my love ask why Till my wrist bleed And my demons feed Till my eyes are red And my soul is grey Till my fait bed And my soul is prey Till my pain is hugged And my insecures are fucked Till my soul rest And my chest vest Till my life appear And my fakes disappear Till my dreams begin And my reality sin Till my rainbows colour And grave grow flower Till my faith believe And my breath leave Till the sun goes down And the moon comes up Till the night frown Till my soul rest in peace And my pain fight to cease Till i drink till the dawn And the shots aren't sawn
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