*I wish you were here
Sorry...I wish you were beer...
I'd drink a millions bottles dry
so my soul would help my eyes cry
& my mind w'd feel for my heart
while my heart paints more Art
my stomach runs like motorboats
& I die of hungover not of thoughts
wish you were beer to drown fear
one day I'll be there & you here
& it'll be you yearning to be mine
& thirstily wishing I were wine
like I badly wish you were beer*
Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 8:39 AM UTC
*I wish you were here
Sorry...I wish you were beer...
I'd drink a millions bottles dry
so my soul would help my eyes cry
& my mind w'd feel for my heart
while my heart paints more Art
my stomach runs like motorboats
& I die of hungover not of thoughts
wish you were beer to drown fear
one day I'll be there & you here
& it'll be you yearning to be mine
& thirstily wishing I were wine
like I badly wish you were beer*
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