When you’re sober
When you’re sober
There’s a lane
where you’ll sleep
Dying through
solitude and words beneath
Ya left the club
at 12 quarter
And also last sip
attracted to your lip
You come to my
closet in blue
And ask me to
strip for you
Better known that
I’ll be helped out
Forced to lose
out, realizing you’re sober
Trying to make
love, through vodka and a girl
But gotta have
there memory
Going through my
sensory
Says you that am
claimed
For ya self,
forever jailed
You cried that
you hate me
Yet today making
me see
When you’re sober
and saying
That you love me,
thinking you’re playing
I wish you’re up
with what you say
Dream that I saw
on our first day
Hope I’ll get my
way to my to your throne
Comments