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Scent of blood is fading like the taste and thirst
Cold sweat is falling like the sand on shore
Yes, it's that annoying time came again
And I can see hangover's narrow way
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Saliva dripping from my tongue
It dwells a deep hole into black hell
It's kind-a funny the way they smell
Those drops of spit falling in that well
I'm wasting time, I struggle in my shell
Would I obtain this nuisance in my brain
Is there something worst than being here
Stuck with me and myself in a cheap motel
Apathy is yearning and starring at my face
Void and emptiness are the ones to blame
The nicotine stains would drive me soon insane
This dreadful habit, this senseless bane
So, I impel to those silly voices, to the circle of willis
To send me on the right way, to work, to swell
To change the colors of the Swedish gardine
When all the walls are sunk in thick hair gel
It's raining outside and it's wet inside
The rooms are lifeless, vacant just the same
Decor and furnishings of interior is decadent
But no one comes and no one leaves to tell
I'm waiting for someone to take my place
To stand right here to battle in my war
Maybe then I will find my answers
The ones I'm looking for
But no one comes and no one will arrive
To this forgotten valley to my cursed motel
The nicotine stains would drive me soon insane
And I can see the hangover's evil stare
Lestat_de_Liouncourt
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Это цитата сообщения Malicious_Fucker Оригинальное сообщение
[298x179]Scent of blood is fading like the taste and thirst
Cold sweat is falling like the sand on shore
Yes, it's that annoying time came again
And I can see hangover's narrow way
[90x617] [90x617]Saliva dripping from my tongue
It dwells a deep hole into black hell
It's kind-a funny the way they smell
Those drops of spit falling in that well
I'm wasting time, I struggle in my shell
Would I obtain this nuisance in my brain
Is there something worst than being here
Stuck with me and myself in a cheap motel
Apathy is yearning and starring at my face
Void and emptiness are the ones to blame
The nicotine stains would drive me soon insane
This dreadful habit, this senseless bane
So, I impel to those silly voices, to the circle of willis
To send me on the right way, to work, to swell
To change the colors of the Swedish gardine
When all the walls are sunk in thick hair gel
It's raining outside and it's wet inside
The rooms are lifeless, vacant just the same
Decor and furnishings of interior is decadent
But no one comes and no one leaves to tell
I'm waiting for someone to take my place
To stand right here to battle in my war
Maybe then I will find my answers
The ones I'm looking for
But no one comes and no one will arrive
To this forgotten valley to my cursed motel
The nicotine stains would drive me soon insane
And I can see the hangover's evil stare
Lestat_de_Liouncourt
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