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Try as I might I can’t find any meaning My soul I ripped out once while dreaming I have tried to mend it with alcohol and fags The smoke never cleared, the drink tore me to rags I understand your difficulty much more than you think But I really wish you would pick up that drink There’s not much to do but be close to your friends
“Turn up that bottle take a long needed drag “Remember the moment, the one that we had” “Bay at the moon and keep waiting for day “Not much can be done once you’re lit this way” Well I’m not much for country rock rap or pop But with this drink in my hand it’s sure hard to stop Take hold of my hand or at least of my drink I’ll tell you right now what I truly think
Now pick up that glass and let us sing to our ends “Give me a light and I’ll give you the night” “Take your own time you’ve got every right” “Drink till it’s over or ‘till you’ve no fear” “I promise you now I’ll remember you here” Look up at the stars watch time creep along Not much to do but keep singing my song
It’s easy to tell you you’re pretty as a peach I should tell you how hard you are to reach Remember that time . . . well neither do I But it often makes me wonder how, when, or why I do not regret a moment with you I just often wonder what I should do No matter what I try it never is right I just don’t have any more spirit to fight
gothgirl added this comment 2008-10-27 22:30:00-05:00
this is sad but brill:)
gothgirl added this comment 2008-10-27 22:30:00-05:00
this is sad but brill:)