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It's the friday night, moneys in alcohol out.
We pour a drink or two and drown our sorrows,
Monday to friday 7-9 job.
The same day for five days.

A apartment covered in pizza boxes and empty bottles,
A night we can't forget,
then again we can't remember it either.
The irony within the drink will kiss the innocence goodbye.

The same day and the same old job
typing peoples names into a computer,
Signing away a solution to their problems
or typing away their very belongings.
The joys of being a loan consultant.

Feels like a lifetime since we last fell in love,
Heartstrings and romantic tongues covered in dust.
We still pray that some superhero will fly down
and carry us away
away to the night sky.

The drink begins to lose effect and the wish of a superhero
begins to die inside as the hangover take effect.
We kept drinking until it felt better.
I woke up never knowing the superhero we needed and wanted,
was there beside me drinking away the pains of life.
The reason for my very living was also the reason I kept the drinking.
You may not know it.
But I love you.
In my own little twisted and messed up way
I always have