In our sobriety,
A flash of memories
Came creeping onto me,
Thinking all of this
Just keeps on giving us misery.

We kept on relapsing,
As if we can just keep loving
The same person whom we keep losing,
Thinking it wouldn't have the same ending.
But who are we to change the writing?

So sit down and relapse,
I'll press play,
And let the playback
run a few more laps.

In my past, it was always you.
In my present, there's no need for clues.
All these years, I haven't had a different muse.
In my future, I wouldn't have to change a thing or two,
If only I had been enough for you.

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