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Last night, |
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A room full, drunk, |
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Sang along to the songs I never had |
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The courage to write. |
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Given the chance |
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I'd stay in this chorus forever, |
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Where everything ugly in this world |
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Is sadly beautiful |
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In our desperate memories. |
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No, we're not |
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Gonna call everyone on their shit tonight, |
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Even though the half of you won't even smile |
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The next time we pass on the street. |
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Maybe somehow |
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This scam will still save us all... |
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Still save us all... |
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Still save us all. |
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Still save us all... |
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(Will save us all.) |
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Still save us all. |
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Then I saw you |
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Dancing at a punk rock show |
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And for a moment |
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We walked the streets that everyone else |
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Had given up to 4 AM, |
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'Cause promises |
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And spray paint marking |
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Everywhere we went |
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And every direction |
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Only going as far |
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As we let it. |
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There's so many things |
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We try to do truthfully. |
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By the time it's through with us, |
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It all falls apart. |
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Maybe somehow |
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This scam will still save us all. |
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Still save us all... |
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(Will save us all.) |
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Still save us all. |
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Still save us all... |
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(Will save us all.) |
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Still save us all. |
