Whisky fills my eyes and my body's fuckin’ cold now,
As I sit here alone, lost in this dark shadow,
The liquid amber warms me from the inside out,
But the numbness it brings only deepens my doubt.

I take another swig, feeling the burn in my throat,
Trying to escape from this never-ending boat,
Of loneliness and despair, that grips me tight,
As I drown my sorrows in the dead of night.

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