| Drinking alone
again |
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My only drinking |
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Buddy |
| No one else who |
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Can put up with |
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My |
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Shit |
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| Wandering |
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Through the |
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Night |
| Searching for the
next |
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Whisky bar |
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Bar |
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Stool |
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| Not much difference |
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Between any of |
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Them |
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| Oasis |
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For the |
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Lost |
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Lonely |
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| Places feeding upon
the |
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Miseries of |
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Others |
| Places where one
can |
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Find respite |
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Forget to |
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Remember |
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| Find my way to a |
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Moments |
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Peace |
| Solace in the
solitude of a |
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Cool drink on |
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This |
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Warm day |
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| Breaking away from
the grief |
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Not expecting any |
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Answers |
| No permanent
solutions |
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Just a temporary
disruption of |
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All the |
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Sadness |
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| Find a few smiles |
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Someone to share a |
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Word or two |
| Tunes on the box |
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For me to |
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Cry along |
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With |
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