Pour Me A Glass

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Broken glass in the vein 
    Children crying, not the same
    The war inside tore them apart
    Blood on the canvas, abstract art
    Rip my body from my soul
    It's like a curse I can't control
    Only for me to rearrange
    But I can never truly change
    So I bleed my pain
    There is little to gain
    A queen without reign
    Is like a horse that is lame
    No purpose
    under the surface
    Of this pale white skin
    Life is a race I can never win
    So pass the bottle, pour me some gin
    My only release is my desperate sinAll Rights Reserved

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Pour Me A Glass
Tue, Dec 30, 2014

Broken glass in the vein 
    Children crying, not the same
    The war inside tore them apart
    Blood on the canvas, abstract art
    Rip my body from my soul
    It's like a curse I can't control
    Only for me to rearrange
    But I can never truly change
    So I bleed my pain
    There is little to gain
    A queen without reign
    Is like a horse that is lame
    No purpose
    under the surface
    Of this pale white skin
    Life is a race I can never win
    So pass the bottle, pour me some gin
    My only release is my desperate sin

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