to this time you've decided to drink in memory of your lost necklace,
you poured yourself a bloody drink to polish the rest of its surface,
however, honest truth never really lies beneath a face.
bottle hooked up between your long fingers,
then your throat is flooded by the hot liquor,
and you would drive and drive and drive without ending,
next thing i know, you appear to be bleeding.
it happened so fast, the moment you've hit the tree,
it faded quickly, right after you drank the whole whiskey.
confused because of the pain, you said 'take the knife out of my back',
yet you forever closed your eyes while outside was dark.
yeah that's right you shouldn't have driven drunk through the night.
