Here we go again
The same old tale confessing lies
You will reach the end, or at least pretend
You'll reach your end
Take this shot and let your hopes fall down
Let your hopes fall down
You let me down too many times
I won't be the one to cry
When all is said and done
I will be the mourning son
At night I see you drowning in your sleep
The perfect nightmare soaked in silence
A bittersweet revenge
You look for reasons to start again
Blaming everyone around every time you binge
You crave a borrowed happiness
For one night, when you awake you'll take another swig
Here we go again
The same old tale confessing lies
You will reach the end, or at least pretend
You'll reach your end
Take it back from the times we had
Now you're just a fading past
Fall to your death, the answers were not at the bottom of your bottle
Fall to your death, the answers were not at the bottom of your bottle

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