Please don't let this be the last ride home
To see you alone
Because I couldn't stand the sight
Of friends in black and doctors in white
Because there are strangers in the house
And your heart rate is coming down
And the fear that gets them out is beautiful
And there's water filling the room
It's the same thats drowning you
Except not forty proof, it's beautiful
Oh, My best friends will take me there
Oh, My best friends will keep me here
With the best hopes we could fear, beautiful
The brown that dots the couch
And the yellow that dots the floor
Just like the red that fills your mouth, beautiful
I'm praying that you'll stay
Far from a killing fate
And now, your mind’s about to blow away
And I’m stuck in the bluegrass state
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