Thoughts caught in the hour or drinking

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It's the alcohol that drives through,
Liver i'm sorry...

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I can look at you but it's hard to try,
Cos it's the focus that drives...

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Am I looking at two or I'm looking at one,
Or just my eyes are drunk...

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Like a mamoth he strays,
Like a breeze to a branch in a breeze he strays...

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I was moving in the cab taking a right turn
To a never End...

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A touch of innocence, the voice of a loner…

The feeling of guilt,

For your world will never be the same…

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