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We struggle to remember |
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We struggle to forget |
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No strangers to addiction |
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We're just drowning the pain |
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Good times with good friends |
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Good fights with enemies |
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We'll struggle to remember |
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But we can't forget. |
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Every weekend was a party back in those days |
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It didn't seem that nothing ever went wrong with age |
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And the days go by.... |
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Have a shot and wash it down with another drink |
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It did more damage at the time than we all could see |
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And the days go by.... |
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We struggle with surrender |
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We struggle with regret |
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No strangers to opinions |
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Just tired of the games |
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Broke times with good friends |
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Broke bread with enemies |
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We'll struggle to remember |
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But we can't forget. 7 days a week |
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I'm told we were all getting pissed |
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I need someone to fill me in on the things |
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I missed And the weeks go by.... |
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Have a shot and wash it down with another drink |
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On the road sometimes it's all that would help you sleep |
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And the weeks go by.... |
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Young livers dying slowly |
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Through reckless days we've come to accept |
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That we're not dead yet |
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Young livers dying slowly |
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Through reckless days we've come to accept |
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We're becoming men. |
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Remember this: |
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Some never live, some never die |
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But we're all here tonight. |
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Fun is not able to love anymore, you see |
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At least at weddings and at funerals we'll share a drink |
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And the years go by... |
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Have a shot and wash it down with another drink |
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To tell the truth this shit is starting to make me sick |
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And the years go by... |
