5 men sit at the bar staring at their empty glass

Each hoping and waiting for this moment to pass

Let us take flight into the image of the first memory

Out of the night into the mind filled with pure agony

…

Intentional adultery wrapped and enveloped in conjugal honesty

Her daily routine disabled the process of the truth becoming slippery

Lies whispered through lips who were kissed unfaithfully

Opened hips gave away what was promised to me

Shattered vows broke 20 years of love and devotion

Frowning brows above tears filled with a hateful emotion

As I passionately try to drown the pain with liquor

It only takes ME down as I keep feeling sicker

But how the hell can she tell me straight in my face

That another man is now going to take my place

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Let us take flight into the image of the second memory

Out of the night into the mind filled with pure agony

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I don’t wanna go home I wanna be alone

Their looks will fill my soul and break my backbone

How will I look my kids in their eyes

As my spirit quietly dies

As I look at my glass the bottom seems so crystal clear

I lost my job death is scary but being broke I fear

But between my home situation and the manager nagging

My patience reached boiling point and sanity started packing

I hit him in the face I know I was wrong

But I have worked there for so long

I know what to do perfectly he should just leave me be

I am not going back to that house this is now home for me

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Let us take flight into the image of the third memory

Out of the night into the mind filled with pure agony

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I’m still here this bar took up a lot of my time

I’m still drinking liquor to ease my weary mind

But now it escapes me to why I am sitting here

My brain is crowded but the reason is unclear

I must have forgotten to take my medicine

Plus the liquor combination isn’t a good thing

I can feel my heart hurts but the reason is abstract

I feel drunk and woozy plus my vision seems cracked

Let me just shake it off and focus and take it easy

Breathe out “bartender come over here and hit me”
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Let us take flight into the image of the fourth memory

Out of the night into the mind filled with pure agony

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I’m going to jail but hell if I care

Fuck this life I know it ain’t fair

But I will bring death to his life

Stop his breath … rape his wife

Stab him in the chest and rip out his heart

A whole torture plan but where do I start

First I need his address

Then I will have success

Teach him not to fuck with me

He should know I’m crazy

Let me go now and take the life out of his core

*he stands up and with his exit he slams the door*

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Let us take flight into the image of the fifth memory

Out of the night into the mind filled with pure agony

…

Damn he shouldn’t be drinking in his condition

I hate to be put into this position

It’s my job to simply supply

But his face looks like he’s about to cry

Plus I know he suffers from acute memory loss

And without his medicine that situation he is not the boss

But he lost his wife his job all on the same day

Plus it’s a big chance his kids will be taken away

If he only knew the manager he hit was the one fucking his wife

He would flip go crazy and then basically ruin his life