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In my experience, alcohol is the worst drug there is... |
| I had to smother this lust and aggression, But I found my enemy was my mode of repression. Suppressed, depressed I watch them dance around: Regressing, listening to the music's throbbing sound. I find myself sitting here in a lonely stupor Disengaged languishing in this torpor The sound of pouring: a dreadful mass But I still won't fail to drain my glass! |