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Locked in the arms of a mundane life

by  Sparrow_splitter

Posted: Thursday, December 11, 2003
Word Count: 100




I tried to sing
all I did was shout
I tried to dance
I stumbled about

One more vodka
a sip of gin
I think I'm ready
let the good times begin

What are you doing?
She's not that bad,
she may be fat
There's worse I've had.

Morning now,
I don't feel well
been sick 4 times,
I think I'm in hell

C'mon baby
do me again.
Fuckin hell,
she rips through men.

Finally got out,
said I'd call
pinballing home
off every wall

Maybe next week
I'll do the same,
I have 5 days
to forget the shame.