As the bottle kisses my lips,
I tasted the bitterness like the words you told me.
As I look around in this club,
I was hoping I could still see you again.
As I get drunk in the music, I asked myself,
"How can I erase you for today?"
And as I spend nights with strange faces,
It is still you that I look for in every man that I am with.
May 25, 2019
May 25, 2019 at 1:37 PM UTC
As the bottle kisses my lips,
I tasted the bitterness like the words you told me.
As I look around in this club,
I was hoping I could still see you again.
As I get drunk in the music, I asked myself,
"How can I erase you for today?"
And as I spend nights with strange faces,
It is still you that I look for in every man that I am with.
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