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The void in me I fill with liquor
my sanity light starts to flicker
I had so many tiny drinks
I start to question common things

Is this a chair? Or are they two?
My drunken self feels always blue

Dawn is coming, crimson sky
barkeep is leaving and so am I
My bed is waiting, no-one is in there
that's why I drink
To fend off the memories of her