So go get lost in your bottle 'cause it's not like you really care,
About me when my hands on the throttle, and this tank is moving too fast.
But there's something alive, something we both share, my father and your last love.
But that's your alcohol so it wont last. I'll fly far away, like a lonely dove.
So maybe it's not meant after all, your words are all lies
So, mother, please don't call if your future dies.
Just go drink some more because we both know...
It's always helped before.
We can waste one more day on screaming and yelling
When it used to be fun and play and we both know what it used to be
Because your lies now selling and so it comes to push and shove
And you wont need me. So I'll fly far away, like a lonely dove.
So maybe it's not meant after all, your words are all lies
So, mother, please don't call if your future dies.
Just go drink some more because we both know...
It's always helped before.
And maybe, mother, you'll see that you never knew me
For what I truly could be. You'll see your baby
Flying across the midnight sky, like a lonely dove.
So maybe it's not meant after all, your words were all lies.
And, mother, please don't call when your future dies.
Just go drink some more, because we all know...
You always have before.
(This song was written when my sissy got in a fight with her mom. I just found it and decided to type it.)
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Most of these are poems... I do mostly emoish poems...

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