Good Morning Whiskey
Good morning whiskey
I’ll have a double shot
Start thinking what I am
And what I’m not
Yes I’ll take another
Just pour it in that glass
No friends around me
Well they can kiss my ass
I drown my sorrows
As soon as I wake up
I keep the door to my heart
Locked and shut
When I think about it
Something has to change
Cause that hard whiskey
Is taking away my flame
You tell me you love me
While looking in my eyes
It’s hard to see the truth
Looking through your lies
So just leave me alone
And pour me another
I’ll sit in the dark
With my demons I will suffer
Copyright © Cameron Crick | Year Posted 2011
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