Season Finale from Cheers by BOB LOBLAW

Driving too far and too fast on not enough sleep
Not enough sleep
Working for a distraction - nights on repeat
Nights on repeat
Long drags from cigarettes, feeling best in drag
More comfortable like that
A little shy of living the best that we can live

If there was ever a destiny
If there were ever meant to be any meant-to-be’s
The writers would have killed me off by now, don’t you think?

Losing sight of friendships and love - talking way too much
Way too much
Whenever drinking is involved - nights on repeat
Not enough sleep
Been a minute since either of us felt irreplaceable
Or even unique
A little shy of leaving the bedrooms we call home

If there was ever a destiny
If there were ever meant to be any meant-to-be’s
The writers would have killed me off by now, don’t you think?

• Alternative
• indie rock
• lo-fi disaster
• punk-ish
• rock and roll
• Madison