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Villain Alcohol

(album: Wasted Mind - 2016)


I can't remember when I
Last saw you when you weren't drunk or high as a kite
I wonder if you could fly, would you clip my wings?
And watch as I died for whatever your consciousness brings?

We were kids growing up on the same block,
Where we hid stolen liquor by the bus stop
Took a while, now you're called an alcoholic
Even though we dialed in a metabolic
Rate to soar through the stratosphere and now we're
Far apart, but you might as well have disappeared
TV screen every morning when I wake up
Make a scene like a couple in a break up

Got a room with a floor and a mattress,
Nothing more than expense and an address
Looking up now and then hoping you'll come home

I can't remember when I
Last saw you when you weren't drunk or high as a kite
I wonder if you could fly, would you clip my wings?
And watch as I died? And sing for a sincere goodbye?

Got a room with a floor and a mattress,
Nothing more than expense and an address
Looking up now and then hoping you'll come home

I can't remember when I
Last saw you when you weren't drunk or high as a kite
I wonder if you could fly, would you clip my wings?
And watch as I died? And sing for a sincere goodbye?

I don't want to tell you that you're fine
I don't wanna tell you everything's great
It's not, it's fucked
We're stuck, out of luck
How else can I say that this just sucks?

Fuck!

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