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OBLIVION
OBLIVION
What you seek you will find, drink it down my friend, and peace you long for will be thynn
seven circles of hell to pass through first,
I promise you my friend oblivion is at the end, pasts forgotten, future none, just the present with an empty glass.
so fill it up and drink it down, life's so grand, sing your heart out.
Shine like a fresh morning spring, fill your glass go on I know you want to.
Oblivion is what you seek,
Oblivion is what you'll find,
But read the small print ,
and keep it in mind.
come fill your glass, half is gone all ready,
still plenty of me left, drown your sorrows,
sink them down, let the little bastards drown. Drink my friend, come drink it down, nearly there, oblivion is close, your mind is at peace, maybe sleep will be next.
No then one more glass won't harm,
fill her up that half empty glass,
my they're going down awful fast,
that one gone all ready, time for a refill,
oh no the bottles empty, never mind,
I'm sure a second one you can find,
but have you read the small print yet,
you know you should, no ?! oh well then,
on with the next, drink and be merry,
go laugh, dance , smile rejoice, your mind is dead along with your heart. oh dear the glass is gone, Asleep you fall,
tomorrow hopefully won't come at all,
The oblivion you seek has come, Your eyes do close asleep at last.
Did you read the small print like I asked, no well here,
let me read it to you instead, you will not die
Oh no not yet, tomorrow will come again,
troubles can swim, they learned fast,
your price you have to pay is now so high, you can never repay,
Loss of family, loss of life, loss of hair, loss of teeth, was it such a fun way to lay this way,
OBLIVION YOU SEEK oblivion is what you got, but you never asked for death,
so life is what you got.
A price to high for any one to pay, so maybe its time to pack away the bottle, the glass, and stand up tall and fight the past,
The demons that play on such fragile minds, damaged some think beyond all repair. but no the light at the end of the tunnel is always there, once you been to the shops and stocked up on supplies, OBLIVION IS ONCE AGAIN YOUR DATE FOR TONIGHT, SAME TIME SAME PLACE.
BUT PLEASE MY DEAR READ THE SMALL PRINT.
oblivion is not what you seek, JUST PEACE, not to be found at the empty bottle of me, but in you, so put your demons away, and OBLIVION IS NO LONGER THE THING YOU SEEK, but LIFE and all that it brings. Or the small print will indeed read. OBLIVION WON R.I.P not much of a read
What you seek you will find, drink it down my friend, and peace you long for will be thynn
seven circles of hell to pass through first,
I promise you my friend oblivion is at the end, pasts forgotten, future none, just the present with an empty glass.
so fill it up and drink it down, life's so grand, sing your heart out.
Shine like a fresh morning spring, fill your glass go on I know you want to.
Oblivion is what you seek,
Oblivion is what you'll find,
But read the small print ,
and keep it in mind.
come fill your glass, half is gone all ready,
still plenty of me left, drown your sorrows,
sink them down, let the little bastards drown. Drink my friend, come drink it down, nearly there, oblivion is close, your mind is at peace, maybe sleep will be next.
No then one more glass won't harm,
fill her up that half empty glass,
my they're going down awful fast,
that one gone all ready, time for a refill,
oh no the bottles empty, never mind,
I'm sure a second one you can find,
but have you read the small print yet,
you know you should, no ?! oh well then,
on with the next, drink and be merry,
go laugh, dance , smile rejoice, your mind is dead along with your heart. oh dear the glass is gone, Asleep you fall,
tomorrow hopefully won't come at all,
The oblivion you seek has come, Your eyes do close asleep at last.
Did you read the small print like I asked, no well here,
let me read it to you instead, you will not die
Oh no not yet, tomorrow will come again,
troubles can swim, they learned fast,
your price you have to pay is now so high, you can never repay,
Loss of family, loss of life, loss of hair, loss of teeth, was it such a fun way to lay this way,
OBLIVION YOU SEEK oblivion is what you got, but you never asked for death,
so life is what you got.
A price to high for any one to pay, so maybe its time to pack away the bottle, the glass, and stand up tall and fight the past,
The demons that play on such fragile minds, damaged some think beyond all repair. but no the light at the end of the tunnel is always there, once you been to the shops and stocked up on supplies, OBLIVION IS ONCE AGAIN YOUR DATE FOR TONIGHT, SAME TIME SAME PLACE.
BUT PLEASE MY DEAR READ THE SMALL PRINT.
oblivion is not what you seek, JUST PEACE, not to be found at the empty bottle of me, but in you, so put your demons away, and OBLIVION IS NO LONGER THE THING YOU SEEK, but LIFE and all that it brings. Or the small print will indeed read. OBLIVION WON R.I.P not much of a read
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