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Huka hangovers, Whiskey highs

Contributed by LevyMetal on Thursday, 7th July 2005 @ 09:14:49 PM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse



Even though i keep a screwdrive by my side at all times
I've never once jammed it through my temple to dismantle my insides

We keep pretending things are the same
Though we see the days drastically change
Weakness through heartache you still call his name
This passive agressive behavior makes me stay away

We felt these walls discolor on there own
Once I dirtyed the leather couch when i was stoned
Lost my dignity and someone stole my phone
Please be aware the reasons why im leaving this home

You play these games like we are still children
I'm not a kid and i dont like licorice!
Please, i swear, on anything
Dont go round tellin no one what i've been thinking
Im leaving at once so say goodbye to these things:
My huka, buddah and engagment ring

We keep whispering how we will soon change
But day after day we both stay the same
You lie to stay "warm" and i drink away the blame
I hope i didnt cause you so much stress and strain

Even though i keep a screwdrive by my side at all times
I've never once jammed it through my temple to dismantle my insides

Please, i swear, on anything
Dont go round tellin no one what i've been thinking
This unwanted suicide is just one factor born from my drinking




Copyright © LevyMetal ... [ 2005-07-07 21:14:49]
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Re: Huka hangovers, Whiskey highs (User Rating: 1 )
by Alina on Friday, 8th July 2005 @ 05:10:41 PM AEST
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Pretty deep and it got better as it continued. Wonderful and original title and my fav line was "Im leaving at once.....My huka, buddah and engagment ring..."
NICE WRITE
KEEP UP THE ORIGINALITY
ALINA


Re: Huka hangovers, Whiskey highs (User Rating: 1 )
by Bohemian_with_a_pen on Saturday, 9th July 2005 @ 06:10:39 AM AEST
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awesome, well done, my favourite lines are:
Even though i keep a screwdrive by my side at all times
I've never once jammed it through my temple to dismantle my insides

keep up the good work!


Re: Huka hangovers, Whiskey highs (User Rating: 1 )
by Bohemian_with_a_pen on Saturday, 9th July 2005 @ 06:10:39 AM AEST
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awesome, well done, my favourite lines are:
Even though i keep a screwdrive by my side at all times
I've never once jammed it through my temple to dismantle my insides

keep up the good work!




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