Petals In The Grass
1000 Proof Yesterday
At times I would fall down
And pass out on the floor
The booze stopped working
Working any more
Woke up in strange beds
Woke up to strange faces
Woke up at strange locations
Woke up in strange places
Stumbled
Staggard
Worn out
Haggard
Without my medicine
Everything is real
Without my numbing
Everything I feel
Life has become lame
Pretty much a bore
The booze stopped working
Working any more
And pass out on the floor
The booze stopped working
Working any more
Woke up in strange beds
Woke up to strange faces
Woke up at strange locations
Woke up in strange places
Stumbled
Staggard
Worn out
Haggard
Without my medicine
Everything is real
Without my numbing
Everything I feel
Life has become lame
Pretty much a bore
The booze stopped working
Working any more
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1000 Proof Yesterday
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