ALCOHOL


Feelings don’t die; they just sleep
Beneath still waters running deep
Thoughts fermented by time
They turned into words drenched in wine

Memories don’t fade; they just hide
In desolate corners of my mind
Pain fermented by tears
It turned into songs you won’t hear

Loving is not owning
But baby, I want you

Oh, I can’t think straight
But it’s not too late
To say what’s on my mind
And I can’t walk straight
But I just can’t wait
To get lost just to find
My way into your arms

Feelings don’t go; they remain
Like broken glasses in my brain
One wrong move and it’ll hurt
I know this will only get worse

Loving is not owning
But baby, I want you 

Oh, I can’t think straight
But it’s not too late
To say what’s on my mind
And I can’t walk straight
But I just can’t wait
To get lost just to find
My way into your arms

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