A Place for my mind to wander.

Sunday, September 3

State Street Residential

holding fast until
the rent checks wear thin
because it hasn't sunk in, so far
when it's a drab routine
the dust starts building
until its hard to come clean
then my months stack up to an addictive crush
as if the drink weren't enough
a stagger cannot compete
there's no charm in being
a residential state street

and if i was sober
would i kill caution and stay over?
and if i was sober
would i rip hearts apart like paper?

wish you could know
better than you show
with parted lips pointing down
that the whiskey soothes more than you could ever do
and if i was sober
would i kill caution and stay over?
and if i was sober
would i rip hearts apart like paper?

er what a difference it'd make
and what a different it'd make

and if i was sober
would i kill caution and stay over?
and if i was sober
would i rip hearts apart like paper?

what a difference it'd make
and what a different it'd make

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