
Another round
For our first meeting, our first time talking
We learned to share the things we had, and the things we missed having
Every break we had, we’d get together
And have moments that we’d wish would stay forever
And I raise this glass for lovers
We could go through this all night long
I raise my glass one after the other
The bottles we accumulate, the stories we gather
Another round
For the times we smiled, together laughing
We went together, the memories of travelling
The first, second, and third year passed
Nothing could stop us from having a blast
And I raise this glass for the dreamers
For us trying to look for answers
For us who drown ourselves with our drinks
For us within the room with spinning heads and broken things
How about taking a second or two
For bringing back memories of me and you
From the times which we felt we had no clue
Until breaking hearts was the only thing left to do
Another round
For trying to keep things all to myself
Hurtful emotions burst from the shell
As we stay together, our hearts grow apart
It even became hard wishing for another start
And I’d go home in unending shame
For which I had the alcohol to blame
I thought another round would ease the pain
But I threw it all away and lost the game
I lost the game