| Living for our high summer nights
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| Smoking cigarettes, pop our pills
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| Tryna stop time, forgetting regrets now
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| Forget our regrets now
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| Party, pour our hearts out
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| Whiskey shots and red wine
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| Blackout, blackout
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| I’m sad, naive but quite wild now
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| Yeah, I’m quite wild now
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| Different dreams just rushing by
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| As I sing drug lullabies
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| Help you sleep before I die
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| Does that make me the bad guy?
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| Make me the bad guy?
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| I’m singing drug lullabies
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| I’m singing drug lullabies
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| For you, for you, for you, for you
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| I’m searching for paradise
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| Searching for paradise
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| For you, for you, for you, for you
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| Running round town, crashing party to party
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| Stealing bikes, hitting lines
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| Crazy, we’re crazy now
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| Yeah, we’re crazy now
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| Flying high, falling hard
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| Ride or die to broken hearts
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| Pretty lies, traffic lights
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| Oh, it makes us feel alive now
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| Makes us feel alive now
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| Different dreams just rushing by
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| Yes, I’ll sing drug lullabies
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| Help me sleep before I die
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| Does that make me the bad guy?
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| Make me the bad guy?
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| I’m singing drug lullabies
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| I’m singing drug lullabies
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| For you, for you, for you, for you
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| I’m searching for paradise
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| Searching for paradise
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| For you, for you, for you, for you
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| Staying up till sunrise
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| Staying up till sunrise for you, for you, for you
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| With you |