I Drink In Every Sob Like Wine - Sylvaine

Oh sweet misery

Won’t you come sit next to me

Please, say that you will stay

Without you, I’ll be led astray

I drink in every sob like wine

Sorrow intoxicating this heart of mine

The greater the grief and pain

The more I seem to gain

Therefore I await the rain

Without inhibitions once again

I drink in every sob like wine

Sorrow intoxicating this heart of mine