There was nothing else
it all became her...
...and I'm so shameless
in my individuality
delusion – confusion
run but you don't know where

actually


These dramatics are boring
ain't there any new parts to play
this hangover is nothing
and I could handle a bit more pain
this one like the last one
this thought like all the rest
this drink like the last drink
and the next

Maybe first we die
and then forget.