Lyrics The Chronicles Of A Bohemian Teenager (part Two)

I was stuck in minor chords
I'd been here once before
With environmental…
And your baggage on my floor
So get over here
Let’s grab ourselves another beer
To drink until tomorrow to forget that we're still alive

Drinking to forget
Always breaths regrets
Disillusioned faces upon friends and silver meths
I do believe that my
Self-constructed alibi
Is cracking under pressure while I’m breaking on the inside

I'm sick of making sure
I'm sick of sitting with my.....
Telling people I know
More than they needed to know
And this song is more, than the self-indulgent rantings, closure for the times that have let you down
You know I need you around

Well I'm still here, long overdue
But it feels like coming alive for pastures new

So this one’s for the friends
If not so for themselves
And this new life’s directing us
...
You made us feel at home
Broken backs on floors of stone
But I'd rather wake there any day
Than wake up here alone