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Saturday, December 25, 2010

Atleast Things Can't Get Any Worse

 No walls, 
Can keep me protected
No sleep, 
Nothing inbetween me and the rain
And you can't save me now, 
I'm in the grip of a hurricane
I'm gonna blow myself away.

I'm going out,
I'm gonna drink myself to death
And in the crowd
I see you with someone else,
I brace myself,
Cause I know it's going to hurt,
But I like to think at least things can't get any worse.

No home,
I don't want shelter,
No calm,
Nothing to keep me from the storm,
And you can't save me now,
I'm in the grip of a hurricane,
It's gonna blow us all away.

I'm going out,
I'm gonna drink myself to death
And in the crowd
I see you with someone else,
I brace myself,
Cause I know it's going to hurt,
But I like to think at least things can't get any worse.

I hope that you see me,
Cause I'm staring at you,
But when you look over,
You look right through,
Then you lean and kiss her on the head,
And I never felt so alive, and so.. dead.

I'm going out,
I'm gonna drink myself to death
And in the crowd
I see you with someone else,
I brace myself,
Cause I know it's going to hurt,
I'm going out, woah-oh-o

I'm going out
I'm gonna drink myself to death
And in the crowd
I see you with someone else,
I brace myself,
Cause I know it's going to hurt,
I'm going out, woah-oh-o
I'm going out, woah-oh-o
I'm going o-o-o-o-o-o-out
I'm going out, woah-oh-o
I'm going out.



Hurricane Drunk by xinelzd2

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