Chewed another ****** to forget you.
Chased it with a shot of Jack just to
dull the gnawing in my gut a little.
I fell into a deep slumber.
Then there you were in my dreams.
So predictable.
Tomorrow night I will take two.
Chase them with two more shots.
There has to be something to **** this
counterfeit perfect memory of you.
Nov 19, 2014
Nov 19, 2014 at 3:13 PM UTC
Chewed another ****** to forget you.
Chased it with a shot of Jack just to
dull the gnawing in my gut a little.
I fell into a deep slumber.
Then there you were in my dreams.
So predictable.
Tomorrow night I will take two.
Chase them with two more shots.
There has to be something to **** this
counterfeit perfect memory of you.
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