revision
this rum it courses through my veins
and pulses in my heart
it shatters all my memories
and tears my mind apart
i drink to wash my dreams away
and try hard not to think
but if you let me hold your hand
i wouldn’t need to drink
this rum it courses through my veins
and pulses in my heart
it shatters all my memories
and tears my mind apart
i drink to wash my dreams away
and try hard not to think
but if you let me hold your hand
i wouldn’t need to drink