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My eyes are still too red for sleep, A broken heart breaks out of me. Shadows cover every thought, every memory, It's sinister. We didn’t drink on weeknights, When we were young. When I go to find a friend, They’re all too soft and sad to care. We didn’t drink on weeknights, When we were young. My mouth is still too dry to eat, But you don’t care. A broken mind breaks out of me. We didn’t drink on weeknights, When we were young. Staring at the empty street, Insects looking back at me. (x5) We didn’t drink, we didn’t laugh, we didn’t like the weeknights. (x6) We didn't drink on weeknights. |