Tequila

(Vibe: “Tequila” — emotional trigger; twist: drink sparks war memories)Tone: Haunting but melodic**
Verse 1
One sip of tequila takes me back fastTo nights overseas that burned and passed.Dust on my tongue, smoke in my shirt,The kind of memories that ache and hurt.Funny how liquor can open the gateTo things your mind tries to suffocate.I swirl the glass and see your eyes—The ones that held me through my lies.
Verse 2
Used to drink this stuff on our first dates,Salt on your wrist, laughing ’bout fate.Now one shot tastes like fear and sand,Like holding dog tags in my hand.But you whisper, “Baby, it’s okay—We’ll rewrite what tequila means someday.”So we toast not to the pain but to the fight,Slow-sippin’ healing on a warm porch night.
Pre-Chorus
Some drinks burn; some drinks mend—Tonight, this shot feels like a friend.
Chorus
Tequila memory lane,Cuts like salt, soft like rain.Takes me to the worst of nights,But also back to your soft lights.If healing’s found in what once caused pain—Pour me another on memory lane.
Bridge
It’s not the drink that writes the page—It’s the heart learning to disengage.

* Tools: Nylon guitar, soft electric, pads, muted percussion

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