A completely normal morning
I still have my glass in my hand
Lost the memory
Shadows in my mind
I'm standing next to myself again
Man, what a night
I'm my own stowaway
I've done it again
Again
One of those nights
It's too quick It's over
One of those nights
That ends far too quickly
One of those nights
That ends far too quickly n
One of those nights
That ended far too quickly
Old stories, new splendor
Wet kitchen, that's how it began
Firewater, the wrong words
Fighting, blue light escort