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letra de wine glass - bw

[verse 1]
this every night
will i survive when my mind does a drive-by?
i’m a night guy, but only because in the shut eye my fights hide
and in hindsight, i really should give up the stress of a high strive, high life. nothing’s ever good enough, motivating my drive
but why turn to muay thai, struggle harder when i might not arrive?
i need time on my side. i need to learn to take a break voluntarily, or else i’ll break in the midst of my prime
i’ll break down and cry
make the day turn to another night

[chorus 1]
living up tonight fast
it’s better when it flies past
thinking that my mind’s trash
i should’ve brought a wine gl-ss
huh. should’ve brought a wine gl-ss

[verse 2]
as the night goes, thinking of slipping up, sipping on the ride home. when’s my show? when do i get to show god with the microphone? should i hype more? should it even be me to push for a slight tour?
is it my door? or is the opportunity buffoonery from my thoughts?
“use logic, apply laws”
how do i do that – an abstract picross?
i can rhyme bars, but the bigger picture is eluding my spygl-ss
“take my cross”
but how do i pray to a one-way tri-force?
the high court’s got nothing to answer the cries that my mind’s lost

fly high in a concorde, taking more drugs, demons at the front door. why’s it me they’re upon for? kicking and screaming and tearing me one more
i’m supposed to be all yours
how are they owning a son of their own lord?
i’ll fight but for what cause? i’ll try but i mighta lost
i got no sword, no way to defend in a combat onboard
my mind is a vessel, a ship. i’m incapable, pirates invading are screaming out “en garde”
oh god
please hear my struggle, the silence i’m yelling out
time to wake up i can’t take it no more

[chorus 2]
living up tonight fast
it’s better when it flies past
i’m worried that it might last
i should’ve brought a wine gl-ss
(should’ve)
should’ve brought a wine gl-ss

[verse 3]
destiny
a concept apparently the best can see
where’s the key? how do i unlock your best for me?
my attempt just an asbestos dream
purely i live from necessity, in a messed up way
internalising the words they say, one bite and i’m gone like a canapè
but still, in the worship, can i play
an instrument or my part engraved on my heart imparting faith?
’til carried in the he-rs- away
have you heard my plea? why do i have nerve to breathe?
i don’t wanna do what occurs to me, purpose-free
i’d be sticking my head in the furnace heat if it’s up to me in a term of grief
here i live in indeterminacy
certainly
feeling outcast like a circus freak, i could chop people down, start hurting knees, but even from the ground they can burden me
words are mean
stick in my mind till eternity, tell me now how there’s no long-term degree to the damage you’re spraying out verbally
i can pray all i want but the curse is deep. it’s curtains till i believe
i say that i do, but where’s the sweet?
maybe next week

[chorus 1]
living up tonight fast
it’s better when it flies past
i’m thinking that my mind’s trash
ah! i should’ve brought a wine gl-ss
should’ve brought a wine gl-ss

[verse 4]
with a wine gl-ss
avoiding my problems, found a way to byp-ss
everything’s by ash, eventually it’ll find way into nightmares
but for now it’s a bright plan
never had less cares, singing to a mic stand
in a club with the lights dim, going home early, i promise he the right man
’til the morning’s arrived and
start to the day, wait, let me pop another xan
life like a cover band, nothing original, everything is kinda bland
can’t wait for the night again, hanging with my people all the ones that try to friend
i don’t wanna know your trouble, d-mn
just hit me with a heineken

- bw

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