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Maybe you're dressed in your Blue Oyster Cult T-shirt Or maybe you're crumbling somewhere with a beer in your hand Or maybe you're laying back on a lawn chair somewhere watching Contrails disappear from the sky Whiskey, painkillers, and speed Will carry me there Because it could be That I could lose my mind And have it caught somehow suspended in a constant thought of you Maybe you're living in a row house Surrounded and aligned next to a hundred others With streets that run in parallel line Two stories of brick covered in white trim Surrounded by ivy and grass Or maybe you're living in an apartment somewhere And like myself, slowly losing your fucking mind Whiskey, painkillers, and speed Will carry me there Because it could be that I could lose my sight But have it caught somehow suspended in a constant vision of you
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