My friend says this bar is a refuge
I sit on my stool and think she is a fool
I can feel the change surfacing into my brain
I ask for tequila "hold the lime" and make it strong
A man was not able to hold my hand
I take the shot and smoke my cig
Dark and loud I shed my skin
That day has passed the lines are no longer white
Drink one to remember then take one to forget
My friend says we should go down the street
Step one and I walk my steps disappear
A refuge I can not refuse the rum
I fear THIS is what is wrong
Who will hold my head once it is gone
Just another song plays as we swallow
On my lips and we all go numb and hollow
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