| Day one just starting to make it my obsession 4 AM,
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| two stars, drunk in hell, waiting for sun.
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| Day two I call you by mistake
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| ў‚¬"Hello, how are you, Iў‚¬"ўm fine, I miss you tooў‚¬ќ
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| You donў‚¬"ўt give a shit
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| Thersў‚¬"ўs another town to hit
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| Thereў‚¬"ўs another girl, sheў‚¬"ўll surely
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| destroy my world
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| A single good morning, a well good night
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| An overtureў‚¬"ўs ending as curtains rise
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| Pay the bail again
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| Pay the man at the front just for the memories
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| Time to crash on the long drive
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| see old friends and tell them how I died
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| Some small words say youў‚¬"ўre alive
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| A thinly veiled disguise
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| They see that look in your eyes
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| A single good evening, a well goodbye
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| The worst of intentions or wasted lives
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| A sentence, a segue, falling by the wayside
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| Iў‚¬"ўm not the one who wanted this Goodnight
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| kiss doesnў‚¬"ўt feel the same in long distance
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| Goodbye kiss doesnў‚¬"ўt feel the same
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| Goodbye kiss doesnў‚¬"ўt feel the same
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| Goodbye kiss doesnў‚¬"ўt feel the same at all |