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Drunken state of mind

I'm the king of the entire world..

the one i live in my mind.

Solitude is what I'm trying to find

My master plan to unfurl

Unbeknown to the denominational drudges

The voices I hear in my head

urging me to go dancing with no care in the world

 

Jokers be laughing at me

And I wouldn't mind

Drunken lullabies lures me out

Of my dazed stance

And I can take on anyone

 

Said the sobriety right to my face

tsk, tsk you don't belong in this place

Go back to where you belong

no no i don't, not in that other place

This is where I belong

with the sad clowns holding me up

And I'm not alone in here...

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Written by
steven-brett-craig
American
Published
Sep 1, 2010
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