Lean on me not the bottle .
Drink it slow if you have to ,
Because you got it until
You can see the bottom clearly .
There is always a reflection of you
No matter what you do or drink .
Let me take you home
Because you said your home
Is like an old lost friend ,
I do not want you to forsake
One good morning .
I have the keys
I will be a best friend forever .
Let me take you by the hand .
Lets get out of here .
By Brock
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