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The Call of the Bottle
Chorus:
I remember when you first got drunk
Thirteen turning twenty-one
You told me what it was like
To drown and forget your life-
You were young then
Now we´re older
Life seems to get bolder-
Not a trophy for the winner
but a glass bottle for a sinner
A sinner like you
The beer bottle shattered
Across the tile floor
I opened the door
You fell over
Started drinking covert
Started speaking slower
Red eyes
Bad breath
It doesn´t have to be this way,
Mac.
I don´t know about you but I hate it when you´re like this
You´re in the abyss.
Please
don´t forget.
Chorus
Sometimes I forget
It´s not your fault after all
When we were kids you used to bawl
about the ¨falls¨
That´s what your mother called it
When your father started to submit
To the call
Of alcohol.
Chorus
Sober up.
It´s not that hard.
Let down your guard.
I won´t hurt you,
I´ll help you through-
Back to the other side
I care about you.
Stand up
Take my hand
I might not understand
I´ll try-
I´ll try to help my friend.
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To my friend Mac- I wish I could have helped you more. I´m sorry.