A bottle of whiskey as a shape of my heart -
I'm finally free and wild of from being torn apart
from it's choices of between love´n lust and turmoil
summer´s heating up my spirit.
I am drunk and feeling fine.
Happiest ot the spirits in running inside of my heart
wandering like a moonchild - so freely I do fly.
Winds are carrying my emotions -
they are whispering let it be.
There are no stains or marks of life´s cruelty.
This summer inside of the soul of mine
is shining past the tears
and past of the times, when we wore the masks of smile.
Neverminding of the fears.
A bottle of whiskey as a shape of my heart.
I do offer it to you freely.
Drink wildly, go fuck the system´s and see
the truth you yearn to so dearly.
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