For the where's and the why's
In the tears that are cried
For the who and the what
In the words that are forgot
For the when and the how
In the here and the now
For the ups and the downs
In the tears of a clown
To consume some booze
In a darkened room
A room with no light
When wrong maybe right
Lighting a single candle
Watching it move and flicker
Swaying with the shadows
Drunk from the liquor
With a morbid fascination
To tempt temptation
Does one get so hurt
and die from thirst?
Alcohol isn't the answer I know that much
Sometimes I just don't want to be touched
Nothing is ever meant to last
Never any wisdom at the bottom of a glass
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