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Dan Andriano In The Emergency Room – Plain Old Whiskey lyrics
I took a breath and held it in
For so long that I passed out
When I woke, I was older than
Half the bricks that line this town
Used to paint with just black and white
While I slept, the colours fell
It's all so loud, so very bright
Is this real? I just can't tell
No sir, I don't want it anymore
I've waited hours for you, but now I'm gonna go
I'm no more the kind to sit and wait
But I'm glad I got to bathe here in your punch bowl
All I need now, some plain old whiskey
To wash my soul
Woke up and pinched myself three times
Not much changed except these bruises on my thighs
Walked down toward the giant mirror
What's this unfamiliar smile?
I used to wait for someone to come
And take the weights right off of me
Instead of just getting stronger
I've forgotten how to dream
No sir, I don't want it anymore
I've waited hours for you, but now I'm gonna go
I'm no more the kind to sit and wait
But I'm glad I got to bathe here in your punch bowl
All I need now, some plain old whiskey
To wash my soul
For so long that I passed out
When I woke, I was older than
Half the bricks that line this town
Used to paint with just black and white
While I slept, the colours fell
It's all so loud, so very bright
Is this real? I just can't tell
No sir, I don't want it anymore
I've waited hours for you, but now I'm gonna go
I'm no more the kind to sit and wait
But I'm glad I got to bathe here in your punch bowl
All I need now, some plain old whiskey
To wash my soul
Woke up and pinched myself three times
Not much changed except these bruises on my thighs
Walked down toward the giant mirror
What's this unfamiliar smile?
I used to wait for someone to come
And take the weights right off of me
Instead of just getting stronger
I've forgotten how to dream
No sir, I don't want it anymore
I've waited hours for you, but now I'm gonna go
I'm no more the kind to sit and wait
But I'm glad I got to bathe here in your punch bowl
All I need now, some plain old whiskey
To wash my soul
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