I'll softly sip my grape soda
Accompanied by a Smirnoff friend
I will let the fire trickle down my esophagus
Maybe tonight I'll mend bonds I've broken
Numbly message each old lover
With uncoordinated hands
And explain my sudden yearning
Where my feelings might still try to stand
Or maybe I will cut myself up tonight
From my shoulders to my toes
Let all the stress spill out
All my anxiety and all my woes
Kinda feel like dancing tonight
Just alone in my room with the lights out
Of course mentioning I'm alone
Is nearly pointless, there should be no doubt
I might do a lot of things
Maybe is a strong word
All I know is right now
Being sober is absurd
Mar 10, 2014
Mar 10, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC
I'll softly sip my grape soda
Accompanied by a Smirnoff friend
I will let the fire trickle down my esophagus
Maybe tonight I'll mend bonds I've broken
Numbly message each old lover
With uncoordinated hands
And explain my sudden yearning
Where my feelings might still try to stand
Or maybe I will cut myself up tonight
From my shoulders to my toes
Let all the stress spill out
All my anxiety and all my woes
Kinda feel like dancing tonight
Just alone in my room with the lights out
Of course mentioning I'm alone
Is nearly pointless, there should be no doubt
I might do a lot of things
Maybe is a strong word
All I know is right now
Being sober is absurd
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