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Apr 2014
Black Out or Back Out

Music blowing in my ear
but temptation is all i hear

inhibitions subside and all that remains is desire
if you told me what i did last night
i would call you a liar

drink in my hand
women in my sight
i can barley stand
one hell of a night

my memory of my actions
as questionable as my actions themselves

everything is blurry
whats wrong, whats right
what did i do last night?
Im starting to worry

That line is so thin
i stumble from side to side
right and wrong
i stumble back in forth
until i swayed into a decision
that maybe i shouldnt have made

the only thing i do remember
is waking up in a place i don't remember
Written by
Derek Wings
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