Shot Glass

M.O.D.

Composición de: Billy Milano
I greet the day with anger, bombs and verbal threats. 
I lift my head, in dread, of things not yet. 
Lets have a drink, then throw up in the fucking sink. 
Shot glass...shot glass. 
If you're in sight, there's gonna be a fight. 
Shot glass...shot glass. 
It's me and you and shots enough for two. 
I drink the drink, I drink, until I drink again. 
I see the day, my eyes are glazed and pinned.
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