Drinking deeply of this dark brown drink
I would cure the thoughts that I think
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How I once searched the bottom of a glass
And turned my self in to an ***
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There was one thing it with in this bottle
By broken will and heart it did coddle
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The memorys it would drive from my brain
Pushing down that deep dark pain
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What it did to my life I could never tell
This bottle.. this drink it became my cell
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Fighting in red rage
A life that hated me and kept me in a cage
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Today was tempting to drink again
Remembering the good

I dumped it down the drain