or sign in with e-mail
by Hey Brittknee May 2, 2006 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Up ahead on the dusty road She walks that road alone No ones there, no one knows There's nothing she can do except Up the bottle Down the pain One last shot before We all go insane In the middle of a crowded room Shes the only one in sight No ones there, no one knows And now shes all alone, now Up the bottle Down the pain One last shot before We all gone insane In the middle of an open field With flowers the only thing in sight No ones there, no one knows But shes left to sing alone Up the bottle Down the pain One last shot before We all go insane Up the bottle Down the pain One last shot before We all go insane