the wine, the dead radio and a stinger

I could use a bottle of wine
Not for any practical or over exaggerated reasons
You may come in contact with.
Sometimes a drink is just a drink
Just like how we say
That a kiss can be meaningless
However, I actually mean what I am saying.
I just know that the day I’m placed under ground
I will be gagged and tied because I can’t be held back.
I am for the most part the man I believe I am
The other forty percents just some bullshit you see in me.

I could use something with a nice sent
Everything around me seems to fade.
Please don’t let me speak for us
I tend to be a bit shaken up for such things.
I wouldn’t mind something with a jingle
Threw the radio with a fury
Now all I got is the clicking of the keys.
Made another promise to push it back for some other time line,
No surprise I am sure my honey bee.

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