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Peggy Gordon (revisited)
When my lungs hurt from smoke and I can’t drink another drop
When the alcohol in my system has dried
out my skin and turned it to ashy flakes
When my stomach aches
from dry heaves and I can’t
get the taste of puke outta my mouth no matter how much Listerine I guzzle
When the smell of my own piss makes me wretch and
I cant stop shaking, head cracking
And I feel like the fucking monkey from faces of death
I’ll reach for a bottle
And things will be o
K
When the alcohol in my system has dried
out my skin and turned it to ashy flakes
When my stomach aches
from dry heaves and I can’t
get the taste of puke outta my mouth no matter how much Listerine I guzzle
When the smell of my own piss makes me wretch and
I cant stop shaking, head cracking
And I feel like the fucking monkey from faces of death
I’ll reach for a bottle
And things will be o
K
Published 30th Jul 2014
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30th Jul 2014 5:55am
great piece,this is known as "the cure" in ireland best hangover remedy of them all.
1st Aug 2014 2:37am
