| You look like shit so dear my brother
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| I missed you too, yeah you dumb stupid mother
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| Jeep, welcome home sign, a bottle of red
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| At least you got freedom in an open out there
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| Free cheers till the best of the rest we got left
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| If you could dream anything, what would that be?
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| If you could dream back, would you share it with me?
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| We carry our choices, we hide our regrets
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| We know there’s a price, we’ll both pay our debts
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| But maybe they ain’t seen the last of us yet
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| 'Cause old habits die hard
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| Old habits die hard
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| It might be painful to smile
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| But it covers the scars
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| And old habits die hard
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| There’s a face in the mirror, but it don’t look like me
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| Yesterday’s gone, a rain drop in the sea
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| I have your back for each day that’s gone by
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| And I’ll still have it till the day that I die
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| Yeah, I’ll still have it till the day that I die
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| Old habits die hard
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| Old habits die hard
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| It might be painful to smile
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| But it covers the scars
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| And old habits die hard
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| Some day you’ll be missed by those you leave behind
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| And I hope you touched other lives like you’ve touched mine
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| Old habits die hard
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| Old habits die hard
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| It might be painful to smile
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| But it covers the scars
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| Appearances change but don’t change who we are
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| And old habits die hard. |