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everywhere i go istroll around and to the sideevery so often i mightfall over to the left and the righti never could hold onno matter how hard i trystumbletumblefumbleahhhmaybe next weekmaybe next monthnow i know i’m no picassobut i feel like a blue soulface twisted and my wrists sorefrom when i fell down a stairwellhell let’s try and make a comboface first then the legs will followcrashingbashinglashingahhmaybe next timeafter the next wineone drink for my troubletwo drinks for my lovethree drinks to blind my painand then another one for my wobblenow i’m wollowing and morbidly formedi can say for sure i’m scornednow i’mwalkingright home to my bedto try to dream it all awayi don’t know how i can even keep it goingscreaming every night into the morningwake up early and start my groaningmy bodies freezing as it starts snowingthe midwest aint the best for a night’s restwhen your falling on your face and you break your chestwildchildtrying to survivebut the winter aint mildyou might say that you’re pushing yourself downand your the only man standing in your waythen you’d prolly say your drinking till your drowneddon’t you know it’s your body that will payand i could say that your crazy and a liar toobut in the back of my mind i’d know the truthi’ve had itfanatici’m basically an addictpulling apart my heartit’s problematicwell i couldn’t say live or diei can only say that’ll i trywell i could say life or deathbut i know it’d be a wasted breathdeep in my bloodbleeding out through loveall my problems flash into a floodone more bartenderone more pleasei got a whole lot of pain to drink out of me