We are blessed, I am cursed   I'm staying in the dark and drinking from my heart   And I, I'm feeling blessed   But something in the air will drive me to the start      It's the same things, the same things that get me again   Oh, oh      Sticks of death, cigarettes   I hate the smell of smoke but I've learn to hide em in   And then when I'm old I'll damn these broken lungs   I should've listen to my friends      It's the same things, the same things   It's the same things, the same things that get me again   Oh, oh      This time I want to take it slow   And try to keep this life in line   Maybe fall in love so I can learn to love the night      We can sail the seven seas   And just leave behind all these ghosts of mine   But it's the same, the same things      This time I want to take it slow   And try to keep this life in line   Maybe fall in love so I can learn to love the night      We can sail the seven seas   And just leave behind these ghosts of mine   But it's the same, the same things      Oh, this time I want to take it slow   And try to keep this life in line   Maybe fall in love so I can learn to love the night      We can sail the seven seas   And just leave behind these ghosts of mine   Oh, oh