The Soviet grief

Sing your sad songs
if that's what you need.
But I've seen dark days;
They don't mean much to me.
We are atoms fighting each other,
We are addicts of one another.
You said it all along and
I could never prove you wrong.
We've been living the same day
It goes on and on and on.
Let it go.
I don't think I want to grieve about this.
You're breaking habits
But you're breaking the same;
You'll never change.
The world is laughing
And you just have your grief.
Won't you let it go?
This is getting old.