How low How low must I sink For you to want it again Like the night with the drink Tequila and red wine, beer and vodka that tasted like gin But slipped down like tears I was not on my knees by accident Can you hear my rumbling guts I see sickness again Coming in floods Of tequila and red wine, beer and vodka that tasted like gin But slipped down like tears I was not at your feet by accident
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