The evening is young
The night began
Between the bottles in a mirror, smiling at myself
Look in my eyes and start to count the bottles on the shelf
The evening's young
The night began
Barmen brings another beer
Could ask myself, why I am here
Between the bottles in a mirror, smiling at myself
Look in my eyes and start to count the bottles on the shelf
I know I could at any time get up the chair and leave the place
I wait for me and my decision, between the bottles that's my face
TV shows a football game
I leave the place but all the same
If someone asked me: "He guy you
Where do you go, what do you do ?"
I wouldn't know what I could say
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