Just a few beers
I see how much you drink and its killing me. You say that youve got control and there is nothing to fear its just a few beers. I ignored all the signs and warnings from others. You became anger and aggressive thats when i began to hide the scars. Youve got a problem that i just cant fix its much too late. The brusies will heal and the scars will fade but my heart cant take another hit, all because you wanted one more drink.
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