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Last night, I died again Woke up in the morning in the same old skin I try to shed it, and shed it (It) just grows back thicker than thin

Last night, I tried again Tell you our old stories, sing the same old spins But you’ve been gone for years, now I'm just pouring tonic in an old gin

Last night, I cried again (But it's) a dry grief now just one tear tumbleweeds in Then there's nothing left Just cement top cement one more layering

(Cuz) It's thickening, this thickering, A slow black it pours back Can't push forever baby Some days it wins

The thickering The thickering Some days I win Fewer now Someday it'll settle in

The thickering

(Someday it wins)