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Idea Alcohol
Idea alcohol
Sip some of this
Let your dreams run real
Step away go cold turkey
Feels so good in yer bones
But my mind is full of blanks
Know what I have to do
Creep back in the bottle
Gives me thoughts deep down
The solution is idea alcohol
What to do I’ve got kids too
Should stay away from Taylor’s Port
But my dreams die from a withering vine
Go in kiss the leprechaun
Just enough for a song to come out
The idea is alcohol but the seeds form from
A brain with a BAC of stupidity
So if I just dip in find a groove
Get out before the ghosts come back
Sip some of this
Let your dreams run real
Step away go cold turkey
Feels so good in yer bones
But my mind is full of blanks
Know what I have to do
Creep back in the bottle
Gives me thoughts deep down
The solution is idea alcohol
What to do I’ve got kids too
Should stay away from Taylor’s Port
But my dreams die from a withering vine
Go in kiss the leprechaun
Just enough for a song to come out
The idea is alcohol but the seeds form from
A brain with a BAC of stupidity
So if I just dip in find a groove
Get out before the ghosts come back
Published 1st Oct 2024
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