I might find solace in the feeling that tomorrow brings
\nThere is no satisfaction when surrounded by these things
\nI take an aspiration and I sink it into the mire
\nthat comes with no possibility of reaching what I aspire to<\/p>\n
So you might forget the memories of how far you fell to there
\nI don\u2019t believe in blindly following the leaders everywhere
\nIt echoes an angry admonition from some authority
\nwhen we\u2019re waiting wearily for the comfort of being free<\/p>\n
It is without regret that we resign from your race
\nThe wall\u2019s too high there\u2019s no escape, no exit from this place
\nWe choose to leave in solitude and not be part of this
\nWe choose to leave it all behind in inebriated bliss<\/p>\n
So just for a night I\u2019ll escape from what I have seen
\nAlcohol to numb the pain of everyone that I have been
\nSo just for right now I\u2019ll shut out everything
\nAnd until tomorrow morning I\u2019ll be too fucking drunk to think<\/p>\n
I might find solace when no there are no feelings to be felt
\nCan\u2019t go on living life with this, the hand that I have been dealt
\nSo I\u2019ll take those aspirations and try to exit from the mire
\nTry to reach for goals beyond all that I aspire to<\/p>\n
I can\u2019t go on regretting memories of how far I fell to here
\nDidn\u2019t follow anyone but was paralyzed by fear
\nFear of what might happen and who I might become
\nSo let me out of here let me face the music and run<\/p>\n
So just for a night I\u2019ll escape from what I\u2019ve seen
\nAlcohol to numb the pain of everywhere that I\u2019ve been
\nSo just for right now I\u2019ll shut out everything that is out there
\nAnd until tomorrow morning I\u2019ll be too fucking drunk to care<\/p>\n
So just for right now I\u2019ll shut out everything that is out there
\nAnd until tomorrow morning I\u2019ll be too fucked up to care<\/p>\n
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I might find solace in the feeling that tomorrow brings
There is no satisfaction when surrounded by these things
I take an aspiration and I sink it into the mire
that comes with no possibility of reaching what I aspire to<\/p>\n
So you might forget the memories of how far you fell to there
I don\u2019t […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13,8,4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1634","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-personal","category-social","category-songs"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1634","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1634"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1634\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2527,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1634\/revisions\/2527"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1634"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1634"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1634"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}