Uploaded March 2013 | Updated September 2026, 2 hours ago
Artist: Ticonderoga
Song: Drunkmare
Album: Ticonderoga
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I don't forget too much
but what a fog this was.
We had just tripped into the door,
nothing short of a little drunk.
I felt the wild in my skin,
like a mute in the sound
and the sound just grew like a welcome home.
I traced my steps.
Found a trail of blood,
I had shot myself in the head
And couldn't think straight for months.
Artist: Ticonderoga
Song: Drunkmare
Album: Ticonderoga
Taking requests for future uploads, send a message with a request!
I don't forget too much
but what a fog this was.
We had just tripped into the door,
nothing short of a little drunk.
I felt the wild in my skin,
like a mute in the sound
and the sound just grew like a welcome home.
I traced my steps.
Found a trail of blood,
I had shot myself in the head
And couldn't think straight for months.








