Текст песни Alcoa Second Untitled

So it’s the last time, I fucking swear it.
No matter how many times I’m gonna have to say it before it’s the truth,
Before it’s the truth, ‘cause I have to.
‘Cause the ink from my pen, oh, it dries permanent, and it makes it harder to forget.
And I’ve been waiting for the weekend so I can feel good about my drinking.
Try not to lie; try not to lie, at least not when I write.
‘Cause the ink in my skin, your word is ever there.
It’s a broken promise to never drink again,
‘Cause I kicked the habit of being abstinent and I fought off years of each cigarette.