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The following is one of my songs, titled: "One More"

V1:
I’ll have one more before I go
I’ll drink it quickly if you don’t
Walk up to me like you know
I just don’t want to leave alone
I’d pour more whiskey at your place
and try not to forget your name
But you’d forgive me if I did
you’d already done the same

CHORUS:
We might be surprised and find ourselves still up at 5
High as hell and laughing on the floor
Or we might sober up and find one night was just enough
For all we wanted and no more
I’m halfway through and think this drink’s half-full
But it’s halfway gone and you’re halfway out the door
So change my mind in time for the last call and order just one more

V2:
I can almost taste you on my lips
cheap wine and menthol cigarettes
I chase it down with scotch on ice
that goes down smooth like epithets

B:
Cigarettes and epithets, I’m just a glutton for punishment.
Tangled in optimism and... "just look my way"

C3:
You might be surprised and love me ‘til the day you die
And all the while still laughing on the floor
We might never sober up and one night might be just enough
To find everything we wanted and much more
I’m halfway through and think this drink’s half-full
But it’s halfway gone and you’re halfway out the door
So change my mind in time for the last call and order just one more