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So Cold

  1. It was about 2am, sometime in February,
  2. Stumbling home in the dark after having one too many,
  3. Frost choked my heart and the wind seemed unnecessary,
  4. Beer's got me looking for a spot to mark my territory
  5. So I dipped off the path, took a piss behind the cemetery,
  6. I don't know where to start, I think someone's staring at me,
  7. Drunken paranoia sets in, so I pick up the pace,
  8. Sunken eyes blur my vision as they retract into my face,
  9. Barely managing to see three feet infront of me,
  10. I seriously cant remember the fog being this heavy,
  11. I've seen fog before but this is a different pedigree,
  12. Lack of visibility sending my brain into overdrive,
  13. Not gonna pretend to know whether im dead or alive,
  14. Everything seems so surreal, im not surprised if i've died,
  15. I haphazardly trudge my way through the abyss
  16. Is this what happens every time i'm pissed?
  17.  
  18. I battle through courageously for ten minutes more
  19. Only landmarks I got are the stones on the floor
  20. Swear im going in circles coz i've seen that one before
  21. If you can't tell by my tone i'm a little bit lost,
  22. And all of a sudden I don't care about the frost,
  23. Just trying to focus on getting out of purgatory,
  24. Since when was drinking on weekends mandatory?
  25. And when did I loose my friends? Whats up with this story.
  26. It doesn't seem to have a beginning or an end,
  27. Just the same chapter repeated again and again.
  28. It must have been an hour since I relieved myself,
  29. Feeling aggrieved that 8 pints has stripped me of my wealth,
  30. Stripped me of my wealth and my cognitive function
  31. Must be the leftover MD that's set my teeth crunching
  32. I hear a voice and im pretty sure it aint my own,
  33. Aint got no other choice this could be my key home
  34. Now the drone reverberates ever louder,
  35. I follow it, like an addict follows the powder
  36. Do some landscaping as I trample the flowers,
  37. There's no escaping, the groans have their own powers,
  38.  
  39. As I get closer the fog begins to lift,
  40. And what I saw next has got me beyond mythed
  41. Because i've found myself at the edge of a cliff,
  42. Looking down curiously like what the fuck is this?
  43. A body on the rocks all chopped up in bits...

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