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Pour me a glass too
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And I start to wonder what magic a cold/ Hard bottle of liquor can hold./ Does it burn your stomach, does it burn your throat?/ I know it burns my heart even more... *Country song* Strong T for drinking themes.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 424 - Published: 02-05-12 - Status: Complete - id: 2994773
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Verse 1

You were drunk last night.

I don't understand, they say one drinks to drown his sorrow.

So am I not doing something right?

Cause you were drunk last night.

Chorus

And I start to wonder what magic a cold

Hard bottle of liquor can hold.

Does it burn your stomach, does it burn your throat?

I know it burns my heart even more.

You drown yourself in feeling pleasantly buzzed,

I drown too and never touch the shore.

I won't even try in vain to untangle

Those drops of poison from you.

Your drag me down by being high,

So come on pour me a glass too.

Verse 2

And maybe I should join you.

I should try to understand why you say it's fun and feels good.

So baby, pour me a glass too.

Cause maybe I should join you.

Chorus

And I start to wonder what magic a cold

Hard bottle of liquor can hold.

Does it burn your stomach, does it burn your throat?

I know it burns my heart even more.

You drown yourself in feeling pleasantly buzzed,

I drown too and never touch the shore.

I won't even try in vain to untangle

Those drops of poison from you.

Your drag me down by being high,

So come on pour me a glass too.

Bridge

Cheers to this silent afternoon,

To the smashed bottles in my kitchen,

And a belly that's swelling like a balloon.

These days you feel far even when you are near.

Cause all I can think is how much you love your beer.

And I still don't understand….

Baby, would you rather drink, or hold my hand?

Chorus

And I start to wonder what magic a cold

Hard bottle of liquor can hold.

Does it burn your stomach, does it burn your throat?

I know it burns my heart even more.

You drown yourself in feeling pleasantly buzzed,

I drown too and never touch the shore.

I won't even try to vain to untangle

Those drops of poison from you.

Your drag me down by being high,

So come on pour me a glass too.

Come on pour me a glass, and another, and another,

And another, and another, and another….

My fingers slip out of your hand, I feel my vision blur...

Verse 3

I was so drunk last night.

I understand, they were right; I did drink to drown my sorrow.

Amazing how we don't fight.

Cause I was drunk again last night.

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