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Another drunk platonic evening,
Is falling into morning time,
I curse myself again.

Above and silent are you sleeping,
Below and lower am i sitting still,
A deluge overhead.

Done it now my friend,
And are you still my friend?
'cause i don't know how we'll be,
The morning after me.

This condensation soaked net curtain,
The bleached and icy kitchen scene,
A stupid head in hands.

You came across so goddam friendly,
A final loss of self control,
A bargain basement move.

Done it now my friend,
And are you still my friend?
'cause i don't know how we'll be,
The morning after me.

A melancholic sad reminder,
The kettle boiled an hour ago...


Lyrics submitted by Purplestardust

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