Moon Honey


The moon drips honey
And the rain is brown liquor
I lost all my money to down that bottle quicker
I couldn't wait to feel full
Usually I feel so drained
Here comes the raging bull
That brings back all the pain
There was your hand
cold as could be
And I drowned myself for you
But god damn you were too blind
to see

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