In my drunken sobriety,
I celebrate my world.
The trees and street lights laugh with me
As I go along with my soliloquy.
I celebrate my world.
The trees and street lights laugh with me
As I go along with my soliloquy.
A toast to the emptiness!
I seek comfort in the bottles,
Wishing away the memories,
For a moment of numbed joy.
The apparitions became my reality,
Yet, surreal in my blurry reflection.
And between the chimerical visions
I look for sanity
That remains beyond me,
In my drunken sobriety.
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