| I remember back when we could sleep
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| We’d wake right up, pop out the sheets
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| Now we’re stumbling, first thing for pot
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| Or phones, or, pills, or smokes, or shots
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| Comparing all the fish we caught
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| Like we are always worried and wondering
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| A staring contest, first to blink?
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| The tendency to over think
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| Little things, little ones, kitchen sinks
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| We pushed our luck
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| We had our scare
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| Now we gotta learn
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| The bad times baby, they are gone
|
| For now the warm has turned
|
| The worm is gonna turn
|
| I remember back when we could sleep
|
| We’d wake right up, pop out the sheets
|
| Now we’re stumbling, first thing for pot
|
| Or phones, or, pills, or smokes, or shots
|
| Comparing all the fish we caught
|
| Like we are always worried and wondering
|
| A starting contest, first to blink?
|
| The tendency to over think
|
| Little things, little ones, kitchen sinks
|
| We pushed our luck
|
| We had our scare
|
| Now we gotta learn
|
| The bad times baby, they are gone
|
| For now the warm has turned
|
| The worm is gonna turn
|
| What are you gonna do when the debt comes?
|
| What are you gonna do when the debt comes?
|
| What are you gonna do when the debt comes?
|
| We pushed our luck
|
| We had our scare
|
| Now we gotta learn
|
| The bad times baby, they are gone
|
| For now the warm has turned
|
| The worm is gonna turn |