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Burnouts Are For Kids
Still Alive
I take one last sip
Make it heavy and grand
Then I let the bottle slip
From my booze-soaked hand
She got no one to hold
To cuddle with in bed
No shelter from the cold
No one to stroke her sleepy head
I sit on my rooftop
Searching the heavens for her
Maybe next to me she’ll stop
And clear my drunken blur
She pulls up her covers
To the top of her ears
Hopes the warmth hovers
Like my body so near
The dew falls upon me
As I rise with an ache
My head spins wildly
Spins my stomach can’t take
Her bed seems so small
No room to the sides
Afraid she will fall
She won’t close her eyes
While I lay sleepless
Gaping up at the skies
Let me know that she’s still alive
Somewhere out there
And when she curl up in a ball
Her wet eyes straining for mine
Let her know that I’m still alive
Right here
I take one last sip
Make it heavy and grand
Then I let the bottle slip
From my booze-soaked hand
She got no one to hold
To cuddle with in bed
No shelter from the cold
No one to stroke her sleepy head
I sit on my rooftop
Searching the heavens for her
Maybe next to me she’ll stop
And clear my drunken blur
She pulls up her covers
To the top of her ears
Hopes the warmth hovers
Like my body so near
The dew falls upon me
As I rise with an ache
My head spins wildly
Spins my stomach can’t take
Her bed seems so small
No room to the sides
Afraid she will fall
She won’t close her eyes
While I lay sleepless
Gaping up at the skies
Let me know that she’s still alive
Somewhere out there
And when she curl up in a ball
Her wet eyes straining for mine
Let her know that I’m still alive
Right here