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Bottoms up…
But I ain't toastin' to love.
I'm toastin' to survival —
To silence.
To everything better felt than said.
Yeah… I already heard it in my chest.
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Cold skull glass, dark gold pour,
This ain't a vibe — it's a ritual war.
Tequila twistin' with past decisions,
Sip slow — that's grown precision.
She text "you good?" — I left it blue,
No words needed in this clear view.
Liquor don't ghost, don't judge, don't Lie,
It just burn with truth as it pass me by.
Palm trees calm, but my soul still Movin',
Drink don't heal — it just keep me Groovin'.
Dead silence hummin' in my ear like Sin,
But this skull glass whisperin' from Within.
She ain't here? Fine, I don't plead, Quit —
This drink stay loyal — it don't leave, Dip.
Glass to lip, flame in my gaze,
I sip her memory till it fade to haze.
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Tequila don't talk, but it speak to me,
Skull in my palm like it preach to me.
Burn so clean, I forget the lies,
Still see her ghost in the salt and Limes.
Tequila don't talk, but it never fake,
It don't ghost, don't flinch, don't Break.
If love was loud, this silence hit Harder,
Toast to nothin' — feels a little Smarter.
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No chaser — I'm chasin' peace,
That burn in my throat bring sweet Release.
Tourist bar, but my heart on edge,
One more shot, I'm past that ledge.
Laughter floatin', I stay stone still,
Skull glass heavy — that's my will.
She left loud, now she quiet as death,
This drink talk loud with every Breath.
Bartender nod — I don't explain,
My thoughts on fire, baptized in pain.
I ain't drownin' — I'm ridin' this Grief,
This ain't weakness — this my belief.
Glass to mouth, soul turn numb,
I sip like redemption already come.
No tears — just burn and steel,