once upon a time
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WASTED LIVES
WASTED LIVES
Rows of glasses having plenty of good times
Or so we imagined, ignoring the publican
Shouting time, doesn't he know?
This is our moment in time rows of
Glasses, and broken lives.
Always we though there would be lots of time.
Speaking aimlessly drinking shamelessly
Now looking inwards at cosy reflections
All that's left are rows of glasses, and
Fair weather friends, family forgotten
Only drinking not thinking of the real time ahead
Pub door slams, on your own, this is reality
Family gone, cold room, colder hearth
No cosy reflections of loved ones their
Faces swimming in memory have another drink
You're on your own, cannot face real time
Rows of glasses having plenty of good times
Or so we imagined, ignoring the publican
Shouting time, doesn't he know?
This is our moment in time rows of
Glasses, and broken lives.
Always we though there would be lots of time.
Speaking aimlessly drinking shamelessly
Now looking inwards at cosy reflections
All that's left are rows of glasses, and
Fair weather friends, family forgotten
Only drinking not thinking of the real time ahead
Pub door slams, on your own, this is reality
Family gone, cold room, colder hearth
No cosy reflections of loved ones their
Faces swimming in memory have another drink
You're on your own, cannot face real time
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WASTED LIVES
WASTED LIVES