Chris Holland - Slowball

Walk down the streets
Hand's caress hands
Your lipstick tastes sweet
But lips feel like sand

Desperation is a wicked game
Starts with flirtation
And ends in shame

We fall to the ground
I don't think I'll stick around
No one must hear
Whatever happens here
It feels right in the moment
But it leaves us feeling broken
A drunken mind is a heavy heart
The place where depravity will start

With hands on my neck
I scream bloody murder
I feel like a wreck
Saying no to your orders

But intoxication clouded things
And smoothened out your broken skin
I thought I was different from the other guys
But my head's getting bigger as it fills up with lies

We fall to the ground
I don't think I'll stick around
No one must hear
Whatever happens here
It feels right in the moment
But it leaves us feeling broken
A drunken mind is a heavy heart
The place where depravity will start

I've been getting awful looks
Since I left your bed frozen with heartbreak by crooks
I say I don't give a damn
But my stuttered rejection is less than a sham

We fall to the ground
I don't think I'll stick around
No one must hear
Whatever happens here
It feels right in the moment
But it leaves us feeling broken
A drunken mind is a heavy heart
The place where depravity will start

Written by:
Christopher Holland

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