Drowning My Sorrows đŸș

Evening comes, I’m feeling low

So I go for a pint & drink it slow

Drowning my sorrows, wallowing in hell

No one to call, no one I can tell.

I guess I’ve got a dose of the midweek blues

Hanging on, trying not to lose

In this game of life, which I’m certainly not winning

I need a fresh start, a new beginning.

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