tisdag 24 juli 2012


Drink up, baby, stay up all night
the things you could do, you won't but you might
the potential you'll be, that you'll never see
the promises you'll only make.

Drink up with me now and forget all about the pressure of days

do what I say and I'll make you okay and drive them away
the images stuck in your head.

People you've been before that you don't want around anymore

that push and shove and won't bend to your will
I'll keep them still.

Drink up, baby, look at the stars

I'll kiss you again between the bars where I'm seeing you
there with your hands in the air, waiting to finally be caught.

Drink up one more time and I'll make you mine

keep you apart deep in my heart separate from the rest
where I like you the best and keep the things you forgot.

 /E. Smith

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