This whiskey is over-embellished, he is the exact same
Taming all of these inadequacies – for ten minutes per time at least
His mind just will not quit, and his ability to meet someone is all-consuming
Resume you momentary fairytale, find a girl who will kneel by your downtrodden feet and repeat a story of old
Bold by many a blasphemed reckoning
Necking like teenagers on acid
When two lacklustre souls become one, summoned together by all kinds of lies and precarious reoccurrence
They just must fall asleep at the wheel
A tragedy born to happen, fashioned from the moment you let that glass first tip your lips

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