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My generation had a lot on their plate |
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Tryna escape mistakes that our parents made |
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My generation had too much to think |
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Now it's all about careers and the gym and the kids |
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We spent our twenties on various sofas |
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Woke up in our thirties with a bangin hang over |
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Economic outcasts listening to outcast |
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Tryna make sense of the world with a sound heart |
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I don't know if it's sad or dumb |
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But the best nights I've ever had have blurred in to one |
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They run the long gamut, tragic to fun |
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And now I'm not but the night is still young |
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We are golden. we are godless |
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One day everyone you know will just cease to exist |
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In the midst of all the meaningless mess |
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I embrace it cause fuck it, this is all we get, right? |
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[Chorus] |
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A thousand wasted nights |
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I don't know what's right |
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I was high, I was high |
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In the morning |
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A thousand ringing sirens |
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All I hear is silence |
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I'll be fine, I'll be fine |
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In the morning |
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[Verse 2] |
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Stop and pause for a second take a look around |
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Make a note on how the Earth looks from in the clouds |
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It's not about weather or not your gonna fall |
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It's about the lesson that you learn when you hit the ground |
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Feel the rush, feel the buzz when the day is done |
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I keep a clear head stocked for what ever comes |
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A lot of weird people raise their voice |
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But don't say a damn thing they're just making noise |
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This moment is perfect and you know that |
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Burn it in your memory and make it a kodak |
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Keep it in a file for the times you go mad |
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The world is my week end, tonight I own that |
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Grim reaper keep away from my friends |
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Middle finger salute to you, fuck you death |
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May the lights of the city be a sign of strength |
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And may the world one day make sense |
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I'm a reach for the stars |
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[Chorus] |
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A thousand wasted nights |
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I don't know what's right |
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I was high, I was high |
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In the morning |
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A thousand ringing sirens |
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All I hear is silence |
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I'll be fine, I'll be fine |
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In the morning |
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[Hook] |
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I was looking at a face in the mirror this morning |
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Tryna recognize who was standing before me |
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True to form, I let the feeling grow |
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But I'm a different guy to who I was a year ago |
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A little more patient, a little more humble |
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A little bit older, a little more comfortable |
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I guess it comes for us all in the end |
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And then it never happens again |
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[Chorus] |
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A thousand wasted nights |
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I don't know what's right |
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I was high, I was high |
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In the morning |
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A thousand ringing sirens |
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All I hear is silence |
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I'll be fine, I'll be fine |
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In the morning |
