Shoes and socks off
Vice magazine has a lot to answer for
One more whiskey One more yellow smile One more chance to set my cells on fireI haven't moved for hours But I'm skipping beats Everything feels so sad and so sweet One more black out Showing off your scars come Meet me here there's moreWindows than stars Someone told me heartache is a masterpiece And now here I am spitting out my teeth This is no place for the half hearted One more whiskeyOne more yellow smile One last chance to set myself on fire I'm pissed enoughThat I could go up in smoke But if I was burning now I would only feel alone.
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