Drained
Wallowing in Rain
Falling from your brain
Thoughts that lead your soul astray
In this depth of feel
I can see what's real
Still, no comfort comes my way
Like a blackout ball that's reached light of day
Where everyone's leaving but I've stayed
To toast my tequila to the dawn
I don't get hungover I just hang on
Down in our common ground
Buried in ourselves
Lies the sweetness
That we sell
For a crumbling will
Some secrets that will spill
Because it's the season
For cheap thrills
This pillow talk's screaming
In my ear
"She slept with a lie"
Now, that's sincere
But I swear
She gives the sweetest head
Been stuck in a year long
Lost weekend
Undress
To impress
Civil unrest
If it's politically correct
She swears I'm a leech
But keeps me feeding
And nourishment's not
What I'm eating
I drown in the sound
Of her sunshine swoons
Because I just find an excuse
To howl at the moon
Oh let's give up the ghost
Drop dead, gorgeous
I'll drink up that ice cold
Damned soul in distress
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Drained
Wallowing in Rain
Falling from your brain
Thoughts that lead your soul astray
In this depth of feel
I can see what's real
Still, no comfort comes my way
Like a blackout ball that's reached light of day
Where everyone's leaving but I've stayed
To toast my tequila to the dawn
I don't get hungover I just hang on
Down in our common ground
Buried in ourselves
Lies the sweetness
That we sell
For a crumbling will
Some secrets that will spill
Because it's the season
For cheap thrills
This pillow talk's screaming
In my ear
"She slept with a lie"
Now, that's sincere
But I swear
She gives the sweetest head
Been stuck in a year long
Lost weekend
Undress
To impress
Civil unrest
If it's politically correct
She swears I'm a leech
But keeps me feeding
And nourishment's not
What I'm eating
I drown in the sound
Of her sunshine swoons
Because I just find an excuse
To howl at the moon
Oh let's give up the ghost
Drop dead, gorgeous
I'll drink up that ice cold
Damned soul in distress
Wallowing in Rain
Falling from your brain
Thoughts that lead your soul astray
In this depth of feel
I can see what's real
Still, no comfort comes my way
Like a blackout ball that's reached light of day
Where everyone's leaving but I've stayed
To toast my tequila to the dawn
I don't get hungover I just hang on
Down in our common ground
Buried in ourselves
Lies the sweetness
That we sell
For a crumbling will
Some secrets that will spill
Because it's the season
For cheap thrills
This pillow talk's screaming
In my ear
"She slept with a lie"
Now, that's sincere
But I swear
She gives the sweetest head
Been stuck in a year long
Lost weekend
Undress
To impress
Civil unrest
If it's politically correct
She swears I'm a leech
But keeps me feeding
And nourishment's not
What I'm eating
I drown in the sound
Of her sunshine swoons
Because I just find an excuse
To howl at the moon
Oh let's give up the ghost
Drop dead, gorgeous
I'll drink up that ice cold
Damned soul in distress
Writer: Richard Rauda
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