Crawling out in the morning,
Woke up by a mean little sting.
I’ll remember our little promise,
Remind you if you ever miss.

Look after my days,
cause it’s more than people says.
Moving through this immature phase,
Couldn’t help but part our ways.

Evening was fine,
As we drank together all the wine.
I slid back into blankets,
And you followed like little owlets.

Night was mine,
I promised you’ll be fine.
Cause I’m invincible,
It’s not that biblical.

Let this be a beginning,
A start to us finally winning.
A life lived all sorts of wrong,
Let this be my last song.