One touch, one moment, another day has just passed you by,
one day to be sober, another time to give it a try.
I got one more day.
I got him one more day.
You can pretend that you were sober,
after all the things I saw, you still lie about withdrawals.
Sounds like I'm afraid.
Sounds like you're afraid.
Her face was twisted, there's no way that we ever could have missed this,
her needles went deeper, in just a couple weeks we couldn't see her.
I've seen you before.
I've seen this before.
You've done this before.
I've done this before.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Beam
Posted by Miah at 12:07 PM
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