I thought it last
A thousand years
Instead it just
Me and my beer
Along the way
I lost your love
Replaced with
An ice cold Bud
I'm not one
To complain
The brews tend
To ease the pain
When I feel
I'm falling apart
I'll remember
Your cold heart
Now that your
Finally gone
Those thousand years
Don't seem that long
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