Here’s to the nights I’ve lived,
To the nights I’ve survived.
Here’s the friends I’ve made,
And those who’ve died.
Here’s to the indecision,
To the confusion.
Here’s to the hatred I’ve bred,
And the temper I’m losin’.
Here’s to the nights I’m alone,
And the nights I’m dead.
Here’s to the nights I’m lost,
And the nights I’ve bled.
Here’s to the nights I’ll always know,
And the ones I won’t remember.
Here’s to the nights of you and I,
And the nights of fire’s embers.
Here’s to the nights we’ll spend together,
And the nights we’ll spend apart.
Here’s to the nights that I’ll spend alone,
Deep inside a painful heart.
Here’s to the night I’ll realize,
And the night that it’s through.
Here’s to the night of suicide,
With the message: I love you.



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