| We talked all night again, I miss the sweet taste of her skin
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| Yeah we talked all night again she can’t do it alone
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| We fell asleep in parking lots, cheap hotels and borrowed spots
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| She fell asleep with my t-shirt on
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| Spinning our favorite songs she says she wants to be married
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| We don’t know where were going
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| But we sure know where we’ve been
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| We don’t know where were going
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| But we’re going again
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| We pass through your hometown 3 times a year now
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| Everything’s changed how? |
| You did it your own way
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| Let change be the constant pace that you wanted
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| Throw out all caution, we did it our own way
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| We talked all night again of all the places this could end
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| We talked all night again, we can’t do it alone
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| Battle cry for the downtrodden. |
| «Contender, well it’s such a hit
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| At least with critics and hipster elitists
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| So tell me why, I can’t pay my rent
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| We don’t know where were going
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| But to the basements of our friends
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| We don’t know where were going
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| But we’re going again
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| We pass through your hometown 3 times a year now
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| Everything’s changed how? |
| We did it our own way
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| Friendships are fading, as I keep on chasing
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| This dream that is taking everything not strapped down
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| I nailed it down and I mixed the two
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| Between real life, and what is really you
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| I took the two and I made a truce
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| But they broke it again. |
| Fuck
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| Fuck you, I hate this. |
| You’re all presentation, punk rock is safe when
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| Your judged by your looks, no not the words that come out
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| We’ll do it our own way now |