To Forget

Popped champagne
Made it rain
Did it every day
Always felt the same

When it’s on repeat
It becomes a game
To outdo myself
Till it fades away

I drink to forget
What I do to drink
I turn up the volume
So I don’t hear myself think

Recreating memories
To feel something new
To forget what happened
Only cherishing a few

Thinking it’s real
When the moment lasts
Now I’d do anything
To forget my past

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