| Back when I was broke, yo
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| Everything was worth more
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| Now I got the stuff I was dreaming of
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| Feels kinda pointless
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| Kinda lonely, ain’t it
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| I’m swimming by myself through the overflow
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| Everything comes for free now
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| But I need nothing else
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| (They) ask me where I want to be now
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| I’m pretty ok by myself
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| Everybody wants to meet now
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| But I need no one else
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| Back when I had more than
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| Things to hold on
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| I had ones I cared for
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| Now got fake people 'round me
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| All the time, all the time, all the time — yeah get in line
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| Drown me in the pool
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| Drown my sorrows in the booze
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| Used to hold on to
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| Used to being in the mood
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| I don’t complain, don’t complain, can’t complain it’s real champagne
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| No more tears to wipe
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| Says good riddance, goodbye
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| All my feelings are numb and dry
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| Days come up and go by
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| Going lost in the night
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| I just wanna go back in time
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| Back when I had more than
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| Things to hold on
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| I had ones I cared for
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| Now got fake people 'round me
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| All the time, all the time, all the time — yeah get in line
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| Drown me in the pool
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| Drown my sorrows in the booze
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| Used to hold on to
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| Used to being in the mood
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| I don’t complain, don’t complain, can’t complain it’s real champagne |