After a couple more

by Roxy   Dec 3, 2006


This is my drug
this is my cure
I'm running from you

It goes to co-inside
with this knife
I'm ready to damage some more

This is
the one thing
you can't take away

I won't
Put my drink down
Until your drunken away

You tell me
put down that glass
I see you in my mind

but I'm sure
after a couple more
the aching will go blind

Thanks to you
I'm sinking, I'm falling
I can't feel my head

I feel the blood on my wrist
I remember what you said

I push harder,
deeper
cutting through the surface of my heart

It bleeds, it bleeds
I die

It bleeds, its bleeds
I die

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