| Repeated History A drink to help me forget All of the lies The drunken late night phonecalls And all the good byes It seems so differrent now Since the summer came And I dont know how I got this way And all I know is that All i think about is you And all I know is that I only wanna be with you But all thats left is cigerettes and regrets Nothing but a bunch of booze and tape cassettes A drink to help all the pain I face every night And every day After stupid fights Seems like all we do now Is gulp down liquor It helps to ease the sorrow much much quicker And now theres Alterations after every Altercation And all my inspiration now turns into liquid Its like repeated history but now me im the asshole And now all I can do is wish to turn back the clock and maybe then itll stop all the aftershock aftershock turn back the clock aftershock turn back the clock |
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