RUM
Well I'll be damned,
I can't get it across,
this crazy feeling
between love and loss.
No hands to hold,
no heart to squeeze,
just this fucking need
and this constant tease.
Help me momma
make it through...
these old men on rum
will just have to do.
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Can't get it lost,
no matter what I do,
wherever I go,
this ghost is you.
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These old men on rum
will have to do.
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