A glass of whiskey
A little bit of wine
As I tell myself
I’m all right
A taste of copper
Still stuck in my mouth
So, would you please, come on, pour me
A little bit of more
I’m on the edge
We need to stop breaking ourselves
We better act now
Before it’s too late, too late to reconcile
We’ll crash and burn as we regret the scars that once were smiles
The whole world will watch as we burn ourselves out
Igniting, in the process, our paper lungs and cigarette hearts
A puff, just one
Clouding up my mind
Inhaling the smoke
Tobacco’s just fine
No, it’s not
I light another one
I refill my cup
I want to give up
A little bit, a little while
A little time, I’m gonna be fine
A little hit, a little wine
A little bit compassion’s just fine
Aug 21, 2012
Aug 21, 2012 at 12:45 PM UTC
A glass of whiskey
A little bit of wine
As I tell myself
I’m all right
A taste of copper
Still stuck in my mouth
So, would you please, come on, pour me
A little bit of more
I’m on the edge
We need to stop breaking ourselves
We better act now
Before it’s too late, too late to reconcile
We’ll crash and burn as we regret the scars that once were smiles
The whole world will watch as we burn ourselves out
Igniting, in the process, our paper lungs and cigarette hearts
A puff, just one
Clouding up my mind
Inhaling the smoke
Tobacco’s just fine
No, it’s not
I light another one
I refill my cup
I want to give up
A little bit, a little while
A little time, I’m gonna be fine
A little hit, a little wine
A little bit compassion’s just fine
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