Whiskey and Wine

28 januari 2023

Hello old friend

Please have a seat

I've been expecting you

It's been a while since we've last met

Let's celebrate we're doing well

Or did you forget?

 

Did you lose weight? Drop a few pounds?

Or does lowering my fists make me see you more clearly now?

Without your iron clad coat

Hands gloved in black

Clenching that gun

Without my wrath, blood and tears

On my knees praying to God

For that last hit and run

I'm so glad that we're finally done

 

So let me fill your glass

Put your hands in mine

Old friends never die

We're like whiskey and wine

 

Tonight it's only you and me

How could I forget

How I fell on the concrete

Less than alive, filled with regret

Faced down to the ground

With all bones bare

Heart frozen

Spirit broken

Veins torn wide open

But you were still there

 

You came and covered me

With my scars on display

My short lived relief

But now that I see you 

There’s just no way

I'll call you Anger no longer

For your real name is Grief

 

So let me refill your glass

Put your hands in mine

Old friends never die

We're like whiskey and wine


Ja ja, ik zit ook op de socials. Vind me op Bluesky en Instagram! Fuck Elon.