Sobriety
60-day chips from something united anonymous
Anxiety
Blame others, but your decisions are autonomous
Variety
Smirnoff, Burnett’s, Skyy, UV
Society
Idolizes and publicizes it, but what they don’t perceive
Is that its
Notoriety
Is an illusion
Finally
Blurred vision, spinning lights, lacerations, lung contusions
I remember shots without a chaser
Abusive nights, they didn’t phase her
Don’t be alarmed,
I feel we’re coming back around
At what point did things do wrong?
I’m not sure anyone foresaw the faults being to whom they now belong
Don’t be alarmed,
I fear this ship has come aground
And what is more consistent than insobriety
Or being stationary
Anchors dragging along ocean floors
Portare la nave in procinto di guardare un amico annegare
Sedetevi sul bordo, pregò di scendere
(Bring the ship about to watch a friend drown
Sit out on the ledge, begged you to come down)
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