Oh boy I'm feeling brave, as I march towards my grave
Boy I'm feeling good, but I've misunderstood
With his elixir he came draped in rags whispering your name
Swallowing substance down forever
I feel like I'm holding together
Apothecary has his potions
to numb and quell those violent emotions
Oh man I feel distraught, I feel like I've been caught
An apathetic cloud, you people talk too loud
With his elixir he came draped in rags whispering your name
Stumbling sideways until forever
I think I am holding together
Apothecary sits you down
straps you in and lets you drown
Seemed like a way out way back sober
Tomorrow at work I'll be hungover
so come this evening I'll have missed him
empty viles left in my kitchen...
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