Late night drive-thru, red lights, stop signs.
Lately I’ve been blue all in the absence of you
And I won’t lie
The Philistines are out in force tonight
And I won’t lie
I’m back on the bottle again tonight.
I can’t control it, the weight of the morning,
I read the warning but I never saw it coming
In my field of view, or in my mind’s eye,
Well, I’ve been blue in the absence of you
And I
Like a beating drum,
Like a washed-out popstar,
Like an artifact
After the fact-
I’ll cling onto what I got stored up in karma,
You see, I’ve been a good man
But I’ve done some bad things in my time.
And I won’t lie
Everything must go here tonight.
And I won’t lie
I’m back on the bottle again tonight.
They say laughter is the greatest medicine.
They say a lot of things but it never makes much sense.
They’re climbing up the walls
To get their monthly pay;
They say laughter is the greatest medicine.
Late night, junk food, I’m ****** without you.
I’m a badly drawn cartoon with red eyes
And an ego on fire.
And I won’t lie
The lunatics are out in force tonight
And I won’t lie
There’s too much wrong here
To try and make it right.
And I won’t lie
I’m back on the bottle again tonight.
https://soundcloud.com/ed-coles-667440414/bottle
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 3:49 PM UTC
Late night drive-thru, red lights, stop signs.
Lately I’ve been blue all in the absence of you
And I won’t lie
The Philistines are out in force tonight
And I won’t lie
I’m back on the bottle again tonight.
I can’t control it, the weight of the morning,
I read the warning but I never saw it coming
In my field of view, or in my mind’s eye,
Well, I’ve been blue in the absence of you
And I
Like a beating drum,
Like a washed-out popstar,
Like an artifact
After the fact-
I’ll cling onto what I got stored up in karma,
You see, I’ve been a good man
But I’ve done some bad things in my time.
And I won’t lie
Everything must go here tonight.
And I won’t lie
I’m back on the bottle again tonight.
They say laughter is the greatest medicine.
They say a lot of things but it never makes much sense.
They’re climbing up the walls
To get their monthly pay;
They say laughter is the greatest medicine.
Late night, junk food, I’m ****** without you.
I’m a badly drawn cartoon with red eyes
And an ego on fire.
And I won’t lie
The lunatics are out in force tonight
And I won’t lie
There’s too much wrong here
To try and make it right.
And I won’t lie
I’m back on the bottle again tonight.
https://soundcloud.com/ed-coles-667440414/bottle
A song I wrote on my cheap-ass keyboard
https://soundcloud.com/ed-coles-667440414/bottle
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