Borderline Drunk
Borderline Drunk
It has been a bad day driving around having
A coffee here and a diet coke there,
The problem was I had been drinking the night
Before and craving for more
Was filling my heads with excuses, the thought
I deserve a drink.... do I merit to suffer?
It is evening now I’m watching Ellen this woman
Who looks like Peter Pan, her audience is mostly
Screaming females and I secretly adore her.
I’m nursing a beer and reflects on the illness of
Alcoholism the tragedy of those who cannot stop
They have my sympathy, but I can’t tell them to
Wait having a drink to after eight o’clock and
Drink a couple of beer.
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