Me.
Grace Is Gone.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Neon shines through smoky eyes tonight,
It's 2am, I'm drunk again,
It's heavy on my mind.
Where it ends, where I begin,
Like a river flowing through.
Excuse me please, one more drink.
Could you make it strong? Cause I don't need to think.
My grace is gone.
One more drink and I'll move on.
One drink to remember, another to forget.
'Scuse me please, one more drink.
Could you make it strong, I don't need to think.
My grace is gone.
One more drink and I'll move on.
Another drink and I'll be gone.
One more drink,
My grace is gone.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 11:18 PM
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