LYRIC

Oh sweet misery
Won’t you come sit next to me
Please, say that you will stay
Without you, I’ll be led astray

I drink in every sob like wine
Sorrow intoxicating this heart of mine

The greater the grief and pain
The more I seem to gain
Therefore I await the rain
Without inhibitions once again

I drink in every sob like wine
Sorrow intoxicating this heart of mine

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