Tekster: The Good Life. The New Denial.

I can't do this anymore
Stay in, black out, hit the floor
I've forgotten what I'm hiding from
But Mama called and cried to me
"Baby, your anniversary was last Tuesday"
That's right, okay, I guess it slipped my mind
And that's fine with me, I guess
Though it came as a surprise
I got to celebrate my memory's retreat
It's finally forgetting things
I pushed it away, I let history lie
Finally memory sleeps
Goodnight

It's going to be all right, okay?
I'm leaving everything behind
So goodnight, farewell, and cheers
To the new denial
Exhausted with the born again routine
You die a little bit each time you smile
So grit your teeth, they like you happy