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Sitting here wasting the night away,
This old bottle of vodka still in my hand,
Feeling so numb, here I’m gonna stay,
Cos’ I’m wasting the night away.
Dying inside as friends live around me,
Doing shots at three in the morning,
I don’t know why,
But I’m wasting the night away.
I’ll fall on the floor,
Trying not to breathe,
Forgetting the world,
I’m wasting the night away without you.
- by Mike Crusader |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/13/2009 |
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- Title: Wasting the night away
- Artist: Mike Crusader
- Description: A little something I ended up doing, no I'm not completely emo just having a few off moments and I NEVER drink alone, it just made for a good poem.
- Date: 05/13/2009
- Tags: wasting night away
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Comments (2 Comments)
- kyle_ viz - 05/17/2009
- nice
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- toxic_vamp32 - 05/13/2009
- OMG, thats like VERY GOOD. KEEP IT UP =)
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