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Yearbooks are like hand grenades |
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If you don't want to let go, you'll wake up missing a limb |
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And they're nostalgic at twenty-three |
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For the things they barely lost |
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And the people that they happened to meet |
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Tear out the foreground and the people to the left of me |
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Look in the background for all the things you didn't see |
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Right behind this bar I've got some friends you should meet |
| [00:49.27] |
We reminisce till we're ****ed up and then we puke in our own sheets |
| [00:52.66] |
Every time we get together |
| [00:55.41] |
It's all shit talk and whiskey breath |
| [00:57.97] |
It's a wasted night we won't remember |
| [01:01.04] |
Maybe I'll drink myself to death |
| [01:03.91] |
Here it lies, all that remains |
| [01:06.79] |
If you don't wanna let go, you end up missing in the end |
| [01:09.60] |
Don't be nostalgic at twenty-three |
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All the things you thought you lost aren't even close to what you wanted to be |
| [01:15.97] |
Clear out the background, the people to the right of me |
| [01:18.35] |
Look in the playground for all the things you didn't see |
| [01:21.35] |
You're full of shit, got some friends you should meet |
| [01:23.85] |
We reminisce till we're ****ed up and then we puke in our own sheets |
| [01:27.16] |
Here it lies, all that remains |
| [01:30.24] |
|
| [01:33.20] |
Here it lies, all that remains |
| [01:34.71] |
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| [01:51.43] |
Here it lies, all that remains |
| [01:53.25] |
If you don't want to let go, you'll wake up missing in the end |
| [01:56.50] |
When it lies, we stay the same |
| [01:58.56] |
For the things we barely lost and the people that we happen to meet |
| [02:01.87] |
There it lies, and there it stays |
| [02:04.12] |
And you're a mess and I'm the same |
| [02:07.12] |
Yeah, there it lies, and there it stays |
| [02:09.87] |
And you're a mess and I'm the same |
| [02:13.50] |
Tear out the foreground |
| [02:14.68] |
|
| [02:18.03] |
For all the things you didn't see |
| [02:21.78] |
We reminisce till we're ****ed up and then we puke in our own sheets |
| [02:26.66] |
Every time we get together |
| [02:29.41] |
It's all shit talk and whiskey breath |
| [02:32.03] |
It's a wasted night we won't remember |
| [02:34.97] |
Maybe I'll drink myself to death |
| [02:37.47] |
And if I have to be ****ed up to put up with your bullshit |
| [02:41.03] |
Open up wide, open up wide, open up |
| [02:43.91] |
I guess I better open up wide, open up wide |
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Open up wide, open up wide |
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Open up wide, open up wide |
