another nights out of sight
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another drink what is he thinking?
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we all need to get a grip but not him don't let him slip
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unmarked can in his hand, he opens it and doesn't understand
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it's on the floor, head over the toilet
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he can't see anymore
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"all i need in this world is my good friend alcoholic"
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he says as hes pressing the buttons on his keyboard
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another message left to make everyone laugh and tomorrow it all happens again
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sitting in his basement he drinks a pint
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now it's time
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outraged and uncontrolled he goes out and gets some more
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he says that he doesn't have a drinking problem
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while he's drinking down his own 2-4
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hes passed out, he hit the floor
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always adding his 2 cents, but it's okay because it helps
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always drunk as a skunk in the basement by himself
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closet alcoholic, 40 oz Jim beam then vomit
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aim for the toilet his head will be hurting in the morning
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hes on a drunken rampage smashing bottles in his way
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i'll tell you don't get in his way today
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he brings out the drunk in you
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he'll tell you to, he's boozed and bruised
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Macoretta Boozer
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| The Flatliners |
