Pass me a glass
So I can sip off my sorrow
I can’t hold the bottle so long
Give me a toothpick too
So I can ***** the taste of this wine
I was drunk before I got sober
Wondering about the past instead of thinking of the future
Render me hopeless for I am drinking to find myself where I didn’t get lost
When tomorrow cometh remind me I was hereto not as a drunkard but a man who tried and was disappointed by my kindness that I passed to those I cared for
I was an Angel turned into a demon
Church was my favorite house and now I prefer the bar
To wash me off the memories of goodness passed to many others
I am already judged only awaiting for judgement
The kindness all forgotten out ruled by numbered mistakes
Having seen Heaven on earth hoping there is no earth in heaven
Let me suckle on the air of the earth while the classes get to cleanse my throat
Dec 15, 2025
Dec 15, 2025 at 11:15 AM UTC
Pass me a glass
So I can sip off my sorrow
I can’t hold the bottle so long
Give me a toothpick too
So I can ***** the taste of this wine
I was drunk before I got sober
Wondering about the past instead of thinking of the future
Render me hopeless for I am drinking to find myself where I didn’t get lost
When tomorrow cometh remind me I was hereto not as a drunkard but a man who tried and was disappointed by my kindness that I passed to those I cared for
I was an Angel turned into a demon
Church was my favorite house and now I prefer the bar
To wash me off the memories of goodness passed to many others
I am already judged only awaiting for judgement
The kindness all forgotten out ruled by numbered mistakes
Having seen Heaven on earth hoping there is no earth in heaven
Let me suckle on the air of the earth while the classes get to cleanse my throat
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