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Taking a swig from the beyond

Her moist ruby tasting like a peppermint liqueur
Me there,
Shrink-wrapped with a buzz
In a society destined to hang
And the dead coming on like a rolling freight train

Drawing in heaven and goldschlager thru my wasted lips
And inhaling the fountain of youth from between her pillars

Well,
Goddamnit to shit,
It shouldn’t matter
Whether it was the booze or the girl that were tied around me

I only wish that I never lifted my chin out from underneath there.