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I drank 4 shots yesterday Every single one "in the name of those we lost in love" Feeling the burn Down my throat Tasting your last Goodbye And watching it infect The blood in my veins I felt the dizziness of Being lost The kind you feel when You've just lost a friend Or the one you'd fall asleep next to Or both I felt the nausea rise up Like a roaring sea With the memories we once had As I stumbled down To touch the ground That for once felt like home Trying to rid myself Of the thoughts of you Swimming in my mind Sober or drunk It's always you that My heart remembers
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Feb 21, 2015
Feb 21, 2015 at 7:56 PM UTC
Sober or Drunk
I drank 4 shots yesterday Every single one "in the name of those we lost in love" Feeling the burn Down my throat Tasting your last Goodbye And watching it infect The blood in my veins I felt the dizziness of Being lost The kind you feel when You've just lost a friend Or the one you'd fall asleep next to Or both I felt the nausea rise up Like a roaring sea With the memories we once had As I stumbled down To touch the ground That for once felt like home Trying to rid myself Of the thoughts of you Swimming in my mind Sober or drunk It's always you that My heart remembers
Alcohol tastes better than sadness but it's not the answer, I promise.
emilymercados
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Feb 21, 2015
Feb 21, 2015 at 7:56 PM UTC
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