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Turn the lock in the key
Fleshy fingers, metal strings
How come every time I drink
I sort of feel like crying?
Something borrowed, something blue
Something ugly inside you and me
Broken verse, post-it notes
It's time I got to know myself
Meditation, hold my breath
Yoga poses as I wait for death!
Glass half-empty and I ate the glass
Need to lighten up and get off my couch
Turn the lock in the key
Fleshy fingers, metal strings
How come every time I drink
I sort of feel like crying?
Something borrowed, something blue
Something ugly inside you and me
Broken verse, post-it notes
It's time I got to know myself
Out of body, crash into the ceiling
Journal entries always start the same
My open book burns down the entire library
Inverse relationship between wisdom and age
Turn the lock in the key
Fleshy fingers, metal strings
How come every time I drink
I sort of feel like crying?
Something borrowed, something blue
Something ugly inside you and me
Broken verse, post-it notes
It's time I got to know myself
Turn the lock in the key
Fleshy fingers, metal strings
How come every time I drink
I sort of feel like crying?
Something borrowed, something blue
Something ugly inside you and me
Broken verse, post-it notes
It's time I got to know myself