Quarter Light Songtext
von Olin Janusz

Every time I have a drink I think
Why the fuck did I ever stop?
I can get through today if I must
But I′d much rather not
The fireplace is full of coal
The windowsill is growing mould
And this seems fine


I don't think you′ll cry
I'm not convinced you'll notice

I always thought I′d die violently
Not age or bad health
I think I′ll end up being shot
By someone or myself
And everything is burnt
And you won't notice the words

I don′t think you'll cry
I′m not convinced you'll notice