When insomnia robs you of your rest
Or nightmares fill your dreams
If the past comes back to haunt you
And you can't drown out the screams
There is always a bottle nearby
That is screaming to be drained
Promising to help you through the day
And make everything fade away
The Vodka, Tequilla, and Rum are near
To take away all your fears
And when you are in need of help
You turn your attention towards that shelf
These bottles never judge you
Or tell you, you need to stop
They are always so accepting
And sometimes all you've got
So Drink away the sadness
Empty bottles numb the pain
Each shot takes away the memories
As the liquid burns throuh your veins
I sit by and beg you to stop
My heart races, anxious, ready to pop
And no matter what I try to do
You always believe its best for you
I die slowly inside watching you drown
Someone I fell in love with, bringing me down
Becoming someone new
Flying higher than a kite, you flew
Why can't you see I am the cure to your nightmares
The one who can soothe
I am the vodka, tequilla, and rum
Just say yes, and choose....
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Whoa... did you write that? Email me my dear. Tell me what's going on. kenzeejomullins@yahoo.com!! Please be okay and keep your head up...
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