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Drink over drugs Was always my preference Why? You say Well drugs have a large price to pay Drink may **** my liver And make  my conscience quiver But it's about mastering your pace With drugs it's a constant race It taunts and teases Pretending it pleases How fast can you lose yourself? How long can you keep reality on a shelf? It leads you to a darkness Hidden away deep in your mind Something with thorns an loves forlorn No it's not kind Drink can ease my pain In time of weakness But drugs have a keenness To devour you So pour yourself a glass Have a cry and a laugh And bask in the rain That your still sane.
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Oct 10, 2013
Oct 10, 2013 at 5:23 PM UTC
Pour yourself a glass
Drink over drugs Was always my preference Why? You say Well drugs have a large price to pay Drink may **** my liver And make  my conscience quiver But it's about mastering your pace With drugs it's a constant race It taunts and teases Pretending it pleases How fast can you lose yourself? How long can you keep reality on a shelf? It leads you to a darkness Hidden away deep in your mind Something with thorns an loves forlorn No it's not kind Drink can ease my pain In time of weakness But drugs have a keenness To devour you So pour yourself a glass Have a cry and a laugh And bask in the rain That your still sane.
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Oct 10, 2013
Oct 10, 2013 at 5:23 PM UTC
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