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Hangover

In the eye of the storm, just below the clouds,
I see the horizon, and your sins, shamed and bowed,
and it only takes a moment for me to let it go,
only takes a moment for me to let it show,
 
I'm yours again, I was never really not,
but it seems we're only tied with a slipknot,
and it'll probably unravel with a pull,
but when it's tied,  
the chalice is full.
 
and when the morning comes,
I'll savor the sweet hangover...
 
I hold my bated breath,
in our midnight summit,
the changing winds threaten,
suddenly,  
I'm sweatin',
 
And then it all goes,
were you even real?
I don't even know,
why I feel how I feel,
 
I'm yours again, I was never really not,
but it seems we're only tied with a slipknot,
and it'll probably unravel with a pull,
but when it's tied,  
the chalice is full.
 
The sun will break our solace,
The light will end the run,
but at least I can say,
we had some damn good fun,
 
And then it all goes,
were you even real?
I don't even know,
why I feel how I feel,
 
and when the morning comes,
just before the bitter end,
I'll savor the sweet hangover,
I'll meet you 'round the bend,
 
and when the morning comes,
before the hissing kettle,
I'll savor the sweet hangover,
and search for my mettle.
Written by uniqueshaky
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