The glare of the neon
Hanging in stale air
The sounds of haunted yesterdays
I drowned my mistakes away
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Glares of a hundred eyes
Whispers on all their lips
Pity felt by the sober few
As I stumble towards the door
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Blurred memories of evenings past
Regrets long lived
Love beyond its expiration date
I long for you every day
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Whiskey memories
Vodka dreams
Swallowed transgressions
Guilt of heartbreak
Sacred Venus 