Scrambled brains in the morning
Red wine for breakfast all afternoon
Walk through the park on your way
Talk to the animals at the city zoo
Don't tell me you don't love this
Don't you want to try some more
It's all my fault at the end of the day
Open another bottle of red wine now
Wake up screaming after midnight
Turns out it wasn't a nightmare anyway
Sleeping anywhere at any time tomorrow
Can't remember yesterday or five days ago
Paranoid about the private eyes watching
Hiding out in plain sight at the public library
Reading books as if life depended on it
Then spill a bottle of red wine all over
Last ditch attempt to save a lost soul
Damage control at the final hour of time
Blurred lines between red wine and blood
This is no way to go through life
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