Tavern 79 - Forty Three #aimusic #postpunk #darkwave

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(Verse 1)
Years roll on like a slow-burn flame,
Days stack up, but they feel the same.
Another bottle down, another sleepless night,
I’m fighting with my thoughts till the morning light.
(Chorus)
I keep walking, step by step,
Through the rubble, every misstep.
Life’s a joke with a bitter twist,
Just scars and smoke, a clenched fist.
(Verse 2)
Faces pass, I forget their names,
Lovers gone, leaving only stains.
Found comfort in a paper and pen,
Words on a page, my last friend.
(Chorus)
I keep walking, step by step,
Through the rubble, every misstep.
Life’s a joke with a bitter twist,
Just scars and smoke, a clenched fist.
(Bridge)
No silver lining, no grand prize,
Just crooked smiles and weary eyes.
Still, I drag these boots along,
A cracked voice, but still a song.
(Chorus)
I keep walking, step by step,
Through the rubble, every misstep.
Life’s a joke with a bitter twist,
Just scars and smoke, a clenched fist.
(Outro)
Forty-three years and still I stand,
Empty bottle, ink-stained hand.
No need for saving, no plea to call,
I’ll face the world till I finally fall.
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