Crashintome
Bottle to my Lips
Again you tease me
Again
and again
and again
Bottle to my lips
Fail my inhibitions hairy, warmer
inside my chest
Cooler to the world
Adapting in this aptitude test
Buried focus at the roots of disinterest
Bottle to my lips
Alive, alone, in accordance
Rude and overworked
absorbed by the riptide, torn
off the cuff
burned from the norm
Product of the shallows
Coiffed, but angry and worn
Bottle to my lips
in the absence of desire
For the rue in this empty space
longing for a touch
that left us years ago
Bathing in a tub of waste
Bottle to my lips
again
and again
for a shot of flavorless taste
Again
and again
and again
Bottle to my lips
Fail my inhibitions hairy, warmer
inside my chest
Cooler to the world
Adapting in this aptitude test
Buried focus at the roots of disinterest
Bottle to my lips
Alive, alone, in accordance
Rude and overworked
absorbed by the riptide, torn
off the cuff
burned from the norm
Product of the shallows
Coiffed, but angry and worn
Bottle to my lips
in the absence of desire
For the rue in this empty space
longing for a touch
that left us years ago
Bathing in a tub of waste
Bottle to my lips
again
and again
for a shot of flavorless taste
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Bottle to my Lips
Bottle to my Lips
