Sunday, December 28, 2008

the smell of vodka

The smell of vodka on a lonely woman’s breath
Watching people dance around

I’ll take her back to the smokey ashtray I call home
My beer can palace in the sky

Sweat and lies
Fake promises
This is how angels die

I’ll tell her things I never meant to say
And fall asleep to the tv
she watches the city down below
wishing she was still at home.

The taste of whiskey on a strangers kiss
Watching people dance around

I’ll take her back to my smokey ashtray of a home
My beer can palace in the sky

My world is simple
The nights never change
Miserable as it may be
I love the flavor of the moment
The bitter taste of an empty heart
Puts some life back into me

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