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May 2016
Why would I drink from a glass
When the bottle is just as good
One of those insane questions
Anyone would if they could

Why would I put the cork back
When there's something left to drink
Yeah I can take another
And I don't care what you think

Why would I have just the one
When two or three is better
It's not like I'm off the rails
Like some crazy jet setter

Why would I want to stop now
When the party has just begun
Hold on for a wild evening
I'm going to have me some fun

Why would I want to go on
When the fun is clearly over
I have left a trail of chaos
Everyone has run for cover

You look at me like I'm nuts
If only you could understand
It's all way out of control
Up there and no place to land

So please let me down gently
From this my jumping off place
I don't want to live like this
With tomorrows I can't face

I need to find an answer
Something to calm my mad head
Won't somebody come save me
Or I'm going to wind up dead
Clare Coffey
Written by
Clare Coffey  Bedfordshire
(Bedfordshire)   
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