Mathew Lewis - Back to yesterday

Blackened rooms and painted skies,
Coffee red and tainted lies,
Still I shake when I say goodbye,
Still I ask and get answered why,
Fevered hope and cigarettes,
Alcohol on my breath,
All these things take me back,
Back to yesterday.

And I wish I could be there,
Where I smile cause I don't care,
All the days do is bring rain,
All the nights do is bring pain,
So I fall and fall again,
Riding down the same old lane,
Wishing I could be back,
Back in yesterday.

So I'll bow and hang my head,
My hope is gone my will is dead,
If I feel nothing I feel regret,
What is left is best unsaid,
Pray there's nothing left to do
But to sit back and drink with you,
Talking of good old days,
Back in yesterday.

Mathew Lewis

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