by Joseph Foster
(Pulaski, Tn, United States)

Dealing with the sickness, downing that Guinness,
Cause i'm thinking of you.
Dealing with it all, drowning in Skol,
Craving that Malibu.
Surrounded in Champagne, ethyl Novocain,
Not even sure whats coming to.
Girl, you hated my craving, told me i needed saving,
But I'm stuck in this like glue
So I ask you to listen, though you aren't really missing
But what i'm saying is so, oh so true...

I'm not thinking ahead
Though I'm not thinking it through
Not looking for bloodshed
Though not sure what to do
Not wishing I was dead
Though i'm missing you
Not even seeing red
I'm seeing beer bottle blue...

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