I confess, I am an addict trapped in this cycle of rot.
I drank from the cup, hoping the fill will struck my luck
But just like any other happy endings my mind got stuck
Gave in, to the sweet words that jack had packed,
Silly boy gave in, to the mocking brilliance of ***
Hearing whispers of good music in my ear, drip drip, drip
The sound of smooth whiskey calling, flowing down my throat
Warming my insides, like hell-fire eating me from the tip of my fingers to my thigh
Crawling, silently creeping the lust starts to seep in
Eating my body, mind , heart and soul like the sand with the wind
I am defenseless, can’t fight this craving, the closet to life and heaven I can be
Been here before, but why can’t I ignore its beauty
Alcohol, effervescent, rich, tasteful alcohol. Strong , dark , cunning alcohol
You are divine, a slave to you I am. Goddess divine make me feel again
I fight, slit my gut and fight, but I’m powerless to your might
Sober, never to indulge in this hunger, I drank, from the cup I drank again
Nov 30, 2013
Nov 30, 2013 at 1:40 PM UTC
I confess, I am an addict trapped in this cycle of rot.
I drank from the cup, hoping the fill will struck my luck
But just like any other happy endings my mind got stuck
Gave in, to the sweet words that jack had packed,
Silly boy gave in, to the mocking brilliance of ***
Hearing whispers of good music in my ear, drip drip, drip
The sound of smooth whiskey calling, flowing down my throat
Warming my insides, like hell-fire eating me from the tip of my fingers to my thigh
Crawling, silently creeping the lust starts to seep in
Eating my body, mind , heart and soul like the sand with the wind
I am defenseless, can’t fight this craving, the closet to life and heaven I can be
Been here before, but why can’t I ignore its beauty
Alcohol, effervescent, rich, tasteful alcohol. Strong , dark , cunning alcohol
You are divine, a slave to you I am. Goddess divine make me feel again
I fight, slit my gut and fight, but I’m powerless to your might
Sober, never to indulge in this hunger, I drank, from the cup I drank again
Here we go again.
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