allan

i drank as i watched you live your life.......
it played out like a dream right before me....
its old hat..........
but i cant let go......
when is enough.........enough........
wheres the chance encounter............
wheres my fucking gold at the end of the rainbow......
i felt like breaking.........i felt..............
i felt like throwing bottles through the jukebox........
but.......your head would still stay faceted........
even when i shouted for you...................
could you hear the tears in my scream.........
they were for you.............
so happy fuckin birthday...................
take your shots........fill in the blanks..............
maybe its the dream that keeps me upright in this chair.........
or maybe its just the painfull caress of the irony.....
the irony thats about to unfold

im going to scream until my soul escapes my last breath