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I won't admit it I'm tipsy tonight So I'll bite my tongue as my insides churn My mind races and skids I don't want to hear your words I don't want your embrace I'm lost in my own world Reality and imagination collide into one My hands shake from not eating The ethanol is pushing its way through my veins Invading my thoughts and heartbeat My pulse slows I won't admit it I'm a bit tipsier than I should be My emotions slowly fade A foggy brain emerges in its place I can't help but think of the future A shot glass to every beginning And end I sink deeper into the temptation Sip by sip My body begins to lose its control As warm liquid fills my blood and lungs I won't admit it But instead of your kiss Its the glass that touches my lips
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Oct 15, 2016
Oct 15, 2016 at 12:00 AM UTC
Tipsy
I won't admit it I'm tipsy tonight So I'll bite my tongue as my insides churn My mind races and skids I don't want to hear your words I don't want your embrace I'm lost in my own world Reality and imagination collide into one My hands shake from not eating The ethanol is pushing its way through my veins Invading my thoughts and heartbeat My pulse slows I won't admit it I'm a bit tipsier than I should be My emotions slowly fade A foggy brain emerges in its place I can't help but think of the future A shot glass to every beginning And end I sink deeper into the temptation Sip by sip My body begins to lose its control As warm liquid fills my blood and lungs I won't admit it But instead of your kiss Its the glass that touches my lips
wolfey
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Oct 15, 2016
Oct 15, 2016 at 12:00 AM UTC
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