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Edward Stanley
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Loui George Hajishacalli
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Don't worry if you see me on the dirty streets at night
I'm exploring the emotions on the other side of life
And the bottle wrapped in paper, gripped so tightly in my hand
A token of belonging here, so don't, don't misunderstand
Don't worry, I'm just blending with people of a kind
Till I get on my feet again and put the past behind
So, if you see me drinking, then try to understand
And don't pay any mind to the bottle, bottle in my hand
I know it's been some time know since you saw me round the town
My clothes are getting shabby, on my face I wear a frown
And the bottle in my pocket keeps me somehow in command
As I sip the Chrystal liquid from the bottle, bottle in my hand
The tunnels getting narrow, the sides are closing in
No u turns, no diversions, just the taste of dime store gin
If you can hear me calling, from this city of the damned
Come free me from the prison of this bottle, bottle in my hand
Written by: Edward Stanley, Loui George Hajishacalli, Stephen Jackson