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Two Million Dollars

Time it seems its running out
As I hold the liquor in my mouth.
Before I choke I try to shout
I wonder how the days slip by me.
Evil curse or wicked hex
no appetite for food or sex
no thoughts of now or what comes next
watching as my brain slips by me.

Crown of thorns or mistle toe
the bar is packed the lights are low.
I wonder if its time to go
watching as the folks walk by me.
Stories told eyes open wide
another breath again he lied
how many fell how many died?
once again the truth slips by me

Out Here, Depart depart
the hour's late and the wind bites sharp
Depart, Depart away from here
don't ask me why because I cant take just anybody,
and I cant help my point isn't that clear?

sitting here for many hours,
knocking back cheap whiskey sours they
speed my thoughts but dull my powers
once again my cash slips by me.
door it shuts, we stagger home
lost wages and unwritten poems
well, here we are still all alone
another night again slips by me

Out Here, Depart depart
the hour's late and the wind bites sharp
Depart, Depart away from here
don't ask me why because I cant take just anybody,
and I cant help my point isn't that clear?

Time it seems its running out
I still hold the liquor in my mouth
before I choke I try to shout
I wonder how the day slipped by me.
door it shuts, we stagger home
lost wages and unwritten poems
well, here we are still all alone
another night again slips by me

Out Here, Depart depart
the hour's late and the wind bites sharp
Depart, Depart away from here
don't ask me why because I can't take just anybody,
and I cant help my point isn't that clear?

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