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I think I had one drink too many,
Might as well been dead on the spot,
This coulda been one drink too many,
but now I'm glad its not.
The drinks were simple pleasure,
Didn't see my life beyond the glass,
That wasn't too bad, least I had no seisure,
My life was like a bottle, but now it has crashed.
It started off slow tonight,
First one, then seven more,
knew I couldn't keep a fight,
But I guess I couldn't before.
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I think I had one drink too many,
should've been dead on the spot,
Guess I'm spared like a penny,
but a saint, I'm not.
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Just the other day, I talked to a girl for me,
I almost dreaded the day, as if she hated me,
But now I remembered the way that she talked to me,
The love is based on curiosity, and I know...
Some things in life really aren't meant for me to see,
Some things in life truly aren't meant for it to be.
There are some things in life based on curiosity,
But can a simple girl, just love me for me?
Some days I weep thinkin' things will be the same
Some days I sleep thinkin' love will soon find me
There are some days I think is there really one for me?
But now that its probably gonna be...
As I think back of the things I should have done,
I think of things that probably should have been,
If you'd changed the past, then I'd be left in shame,
Lifes not the fantasy, when I'm the one to blame...
So as I look back to things that's been seen and done
I forget the things from then, with a pint of rum
It only matters if I'll keep my friends or some
At least I'll have my future and something to be...
undone..
Life is too short, to be ignored,
your path is endless as you will soon see,
As you will see, theres no way to be,
but to live the life of a human being.
A life is a life for the end of days,
you wander your streets like a beat up stray,
some check in, some decide to check out,
if you need my help, jus' gimme a shout.
Many have come and many tried,
you told me once, but it was a lie,
I fought you through the battle run,
I pushed you down, you pulled a gun.
I shook my head and backed away,
I thought you were different, in lots of ways,
I dodge fast, as the bullets flew,
I finally realized the gun was you.
I stopped to think how times had been,
I wish I'd been there now and then,
I left on weekends, dry and cold,
and now I'm fat, wrinkly and old.
Your words were bullets,
your thoughts were the parts,
the target was me,
but now I am lost.
I stopped to think, how times have been,
I wish I'd been there now and then,
I left on weekends, dry and cold,
and now I'm fat, wrinkly,& old.
So as I wonder today in sin,
what would have happened now, not then,
I'm left to remember whats from the past,
But now I'm cold, I am the last.
A kiss is a kiss, low and behold,
its normal for young, as well as the old,
It's normal for people, no matter the race,
As long as the people aren't out of their place.
Love can't be bought and hopefully not sold,
It's supposed to be caring, not left in the cold,
May the love you have, remain there with lust,
Forever caring, loving they must.
With lack of love, there is no kiss,
no b/f's or g/f's, not even an "us"
With your lack of love, you form no kiss
no "I love you's," no dates with "friends"
So value the kiss, forever you hold,
You've just been warned, you were just told,
This love you have is it really true?,
You can love your mate, but does your mate love you?