Black Lagoon

Wolfsbane

I pour my brain into a can 
And beer swamps my mind 
Turning me from a man 
Into something less defined 
An open wound 
With raw emotions bleeding forth 
The night becomes a swamp 
As the brew takes its course 

I'm falling down into 
A black lagoon 
Pour me a pint of my best friend 
And set them up again. 
A melancholy anger weeps 
In shadows of lost hope 
The mutant climbs inside my eyes 
And sanity is soaked. 
The taste is sweet and satisfies 
A midnight afternoon 
I am sinking slowly 
In the potion's black lagoon 

I'm falling down into 
A black lagoon 
Pour me a pint of my best friend 
And set them up again. 

Pour me a glass of cold dark beer 
And don't ask me to smile at you, my dear 
There's no answer in the bottle 
However hard I look 
There's no wisdom in that cocktail 
However hard it's shook


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