Long good night.

Every attempt to is filled with holes, reads like a polygraph I'm told: I'm not bitter anyway. Let it go, I never sleep still lest I forget, tied down by handicaps instead. I'm not bitter anyway, but I didn't want it to turn it out this way. Sing a long good night, forfeit any fight, refuse to rest assured, comes with no reply. Hold on too tight, hang on every word. If it all ended tonight, you know that I wouldn't mind. Back to the good old times, before it won.