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Elixir for the troubled soul...
It’s been
3 years
Since my
Last drink
Not a day
Goes by
That I
Don’t think
Of the trail
It wracked
Through my
Shit life
My fucked
Up kid
My damaged
Ex wife
He hates the way it made him feel
But it did the trick alright
Elixir for a troubled soul
That helped the mind sleep tight.
She walks
Into the
Corner store
Just another
In a chain
Of broken whores
She tries to
Walk right
Right past
The aisle
A futile gesture
Not worth her while
She hates the way it makes her feel
But it does the trick alright
Elixir for her troubled soul
To help her sleep at night.
They took
To glue
Instead of booze
Just another
Way of
Getting through
Their fucked up
Life of agony
Battling demons
No one sees
They hate the way it makes them feel
But it does the trick alright
Elixir for the troubled soul
To make the mind sleep tight.
Oh it doesn’t
Have to
Be this way
Nowhere to
Hide your shame
There’s no one
Else comes
To your aid
No one
To shoulder pain
You hate the way it makes you feel
But it does the trick alright
Elixir for the troubled soul
To help the mind sleep tight
And still
It’s sold
Our gateway drug
A pathway
To appease
It’s marketed
On fragile souls
With good
Old corporate greed
They love the way it makes us feel
It does the trick alright
Elixir for our troubled souls
That helps them sleep at night
3 years
Since my
Last drink
Not a day
Goes by
That I
Don’t think
Of the trail
It wracked
Through my
Shit life
My fucked
Up kid
My damaged
Ex wife
He hates the way it made him feel
But it did the trick alright
Elixir for a troubled soul
That helped the mind sleep tight.
She walks
Into the
Corner store
Just another
In a chain
Of broken whores
She tries to
Walk right
Right past
The aisle
A futile gesture
Not worth her while
She hates the way it makes her feel
But it does the trick alright
Elixir for her troubled soul
To help her sleep at night.
They took
To glue
Instead of booze
Just another
Way of
Getting through
Their fucked up
Life of agony
Battling demons
No one sees
They hate the way it makes them feel
But it does the trick alright
Elixir for the troubled soul
To make the mind sleep tight.
Oh it doesn’t
Have to
Be this way
Nowhere to
Hide your shame
There’s no one
Else comes
To your aid
No one
To shoulder pain
You hate the way it makes you feel
But it does the trick alright
Elixir for the troubled soul
To help the mind sleep tight
And still
It’s sold
Our gateway drug
A pathway
To appease
It’s marketed
On fragile souls
With good
Old corporate greed
They love the way it makes us feel
It does the trick alright
Elixir for our troubled souls
That helps them sleep at night
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