Empty bottles on the roses on the ground Silhouettes of dancing To an unfamiliar stranger Can I call you a friend? My friend, I'm going With bottles on the table Black on the ground
Ground bottle six with the bliss Razor sharp lips, give me a kiss fixated with the familiar shape Black label, white letters, they Cubans in the bar with harpoons I bloom in the night fog like See every bullet in the window of my past Now that's what I call a glass (two, three, four)
Empty bottles on the Black roses on the Silhouettes of dancing To an sound stranger Can I call you a My friend, I'm going down With empty bottles on the Black roses on the
Count the on the sidewalk Pack the cigarette box in my palm on the tip of a smoke I don't know where the light from Legs a ghost, I still walk Whole world mushed concrete, feels Blinded by the cameras pop I'm a big fan, shot (Two, three, four)
Empty on the table Black roses on the of people dancing To an sound stranger Can I call you a My friend, I'm going down With bottles on the table roses on the ground
Oh, what a it's been What about my life in there? about the would and when's? If's, maybe's, could-have-been's? You didn't shit about me, man You didn't go to school in the that I had to wear back then Look at you, fucking faggot, you looking at, punk? What, bitch? Give me another shot, hey, you want? Make it a double, fuck it, a triple, fuck it, give me the And it's bottoms-up, what a positive role model
Hey Wolf, Wolf! Come on man, it's to go
Wake up in the morning feeling like I'm not at all a Tylenol, shake it off Wanna take another shot of Jack but D shot me with a sawed-off
up in the morning feeling like I'm not awake at all Take a Tylenol, it off Wanna take another shot of Jack but Jack D shot me with a
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