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When midnight comes we'll all go home |
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We'll sneak out of our back windows and tell stories about the summer |
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Oh how it happened and where it's gone |
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One year from now where will we be? From here on out it will all change |
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I speak about the friends who once believed |
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You woke up in the middle of the night |
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I could feel you trembling |
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But you've got your drugs to keep you alive |
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And you've got your friends on your side |
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We stopped the clock almost every night |
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We'd stop the clock to save some time and get closer |
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A little bit closer |
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You stopped the clock to have some fun |
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Did you think this is where you'd end up? |
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This is for the friends who changed me but gave in too early to save me |
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You woke up in the middle of the night |
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I could feel you trembling |
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But you've got your drugs to keep you alive |
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And you've got your friends on your side |
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Bad news, I trusted you |
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Bad news, I'm giving up too soon to ever see the day I'd have to watch you fade away |
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The faith I had in you, was never enough to stop the things that you would put yourself, through |
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Don't hold on to what you hear |
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Instead of living our lives with fears |
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Let's take them on |
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Take me to the place where these lights stream neon colors and |
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We could forget the people and the places that meant most to us when we were young |
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Take me to the place where these habits only go so far, and |
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Don't hold on to what you hear |
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Instead of living our lives with fears |
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Let's take them on |
