Red Red Wine

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Red makes my brain burn
But still I return
I say each time I wake
The morning after
Will I ever learn

Getting up late
Is such a waste of a day
I say each time I make
The same mistake
I wont do it again

Ibuprofen
My go to sweet
To reduce the grapes of wrath
The misery
The self inflicted injury

I text my friends
Blame their influence
For my predicament
Force fed in spite of myself
Partaking against my will, as if

Why do I lie
To me
Continuously
Why do I speak
If all I do is repeat