history

I opened the door not reading the sign Got stuck between walls without a way out Took a year to finally break thick stone Supposed to teach me to be careful Then I Would open up to strangers and drink myself away, Tell as of adventures about falls and mistakes It was the time of my youth Now I opened up the wrong door What a fool Well, well History repeats itself Well, well History repeats itself Now I'm back at it, hitting brick walls Is it a lesson? Cure? Anything at all? Thought new me would do better this time, Turns out I haven't changed, I'm just a lot more tired Well, well History repeats itself Its all been done and history Just goes round, round, round, round, round Well, well History repeats itself The author of our story Has a sick sense of humour, Sends us spinning in the barrels Till we're out of fuel Till well, well History repeats itself Its all been done and history just goes round, round, round, round, round Its all been, its all been Done