Drunkaholics Anonymous

So they know we know, they know our stomachs are on fire
I’ve tasted distances before so I chase you like a lover
I am blurred dry-heave drunken stupors
I can’t pick up myself
And I raise my hands up, I wanna touch you
Course through my veins and capillaries
You know I don’t see straight
And I raise my hands up, I wanna touch you
I wanna drink you
I spin ceiling to the floor
Just holding on chairs to keep me standing
But you put me safely to bed
You washed out my hair
How can we lose…
We played the flute you did not dance
We sang a dirge you did not cry
And I raise my hands up, I wanna touch you
If you were a glutton and a drunk so may that nam be mine
And I raise my hands up, I wanna touch you
Can I drink you?
How can w lose our self in you?
How can we lose ourselves?
It’s in your name that we come