one more shot

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crawling into a tonic and gin
trying to hide away from my sin
but even in my haze
I cant seem to escape its gaze
maybe some music will work
drown out the darkness that lurks
but my guilt is louder than the sound
and that barrier too is ground
maybe a girl an kiss away the pain
help me to once again become sane
but her sweet kiss only makes me miss
that girl and our short trist
that night of fire and love
of playing with ice with no gloves
I guess ill have to face this with all ive got
but maybe just after one more shot