The poison makes its way through my body slowly
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Into the pleasure centers of my brain
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If you were here I would admit that I'm an asshole
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But now it’s over and I can’t stay sober
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Though it isn't like I tried
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And on the front porch, or on an airplane on vacation
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Or out for dinner in a NEARBY town
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I was so proud just to have you sitting with me
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But now it’s over and I can’t stay sober
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Pour and swallow
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Follow one shot with another
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I'll keep on till you agree to come back over
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Or until there are X's on my eyes
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My old man always swore that hell would have no flame
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Just a front row seat
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To watch your true love pack her things and drive away
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The Poison
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| Pedro The Lion |
