you don't know why or how,
there's no reason for it,
but hell, it's there.
A strange feeling
of a bygone era,
the lost love,
the never ending drop.
Couple of drams later
and the hole is still there
it's so unfortunate that i quit smoking
and now my hands just keep shoving whisky down my throat.
I managed to reach the sea
cold and dark at this time
-pure magic-
Walking towards the abyss
step by step she puts her hands around me
to cleanse my every sin
and wash the past away.
She sets me free
and i feel caged.
-One more dram, please.
-Comin' right up.
And the pain goes on...
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