Another PillMature

Got a bottle of vodka and orange
whatever makes the days fly by
It dulls me when I am second best
when I’m just ‘some guy’

Got a dream to kill tonight
you were saying you actually cared
Fool me once, shame on you
Fool me twice, shame on us

Got a Saturday in my sight
but fuck, it won’t matter at all
Chained to the dark-side of yesterday
still searching for the sunlight of tomorrow

Never want to smile again
Never want to be happy again
Never want to love again
Never want to take another pill again
Never want to cry again
Never want to be sad again
Never want to hate again
Never want to take another pill again

When I am honest
You laugh at me
You laugh at me
You laugh at me

The End

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