Empty bottle and empty glass.
These last few weeks have sure kicked my ass.
You can call me pompous white trash.
I say y'all can kiss my ass.
Devil's water.
Drowning our woes.
Drop by drop.
Devil's water.
Burning our souls.
Out my pores this poison leaks.
When I was young I felt it down deep.
Now it makes me toss and turn.
Most nights I get no sleep.
I've got to find a way to let it all go.
Even though it's wrong I'm still attached to the darkness down below.
©budmac38
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