One drink
Till I pass away and come back in a blink
All grey, all grey
Two ways
Where my path can split and ruin me, just think
Touché, touché
No one's here for you
Even yourself
Can't even cry about it
Emptiness my shell
No one's here for [Dm7]you
Why don't you [A7tɾy
It all [Em]isn't worth no thing
And no one would miss my [A]time
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