Excuse me please one more drink
Could you make it strong cause I don’t need to think
Dave Mathew sang when he lost his grace. I like it when he says - Where you end, I begin like a river going through. I wish life could have been so easy to say one drink to remember, then another to forget. One more drink and I’ll move on – easier said than done Dave.
So no neon lights, no smoky eyes. Its broad day light and I am pissed off with my professional sight. No matter how drunk I get, sun refuses to shine. Every day I wake up only to face the same.
Heavy on my mind, heavy on my soul but I move on
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