| I been runnin' all around this town
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| A-drinkin' a-one-too-many's
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| No matter how hard I try
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| I can’t wash down your memory
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| Yeah, I know, I gotta let it go
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| But I keep holdin' on
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| I’m sick of this place, place, place
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| All I see is your face, face, face
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| I’m sick of this place
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| Yeah, and everything about it
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| Every corner I turn, I run into another
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| Memory to drink down, then I’m over it
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| Like a bridge
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| I been sick of the sick feelin' for a minute
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| But I kept givin' in when you’d send me those sappy texts
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| I don’t know what’s comin' for you
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| But I hope for me, happy’s next (Yeah)
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| 'Cause I been lackin' that thing they say I should find
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| That they call happiness (Happiness)
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| Yeah, I been blessed
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| With the gift to put pen to paper and then vent
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| To relieve stress
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| But lately, I can’t get this pen to get it off my chest
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| So I regress
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| And then pretend to make a little bit of progress
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| 'Til my three year hiatus without alcohol
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| Has been pushed off the edge (Gone)
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| I don’t go to sleep, pass out with you in my head (Yep)
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| And I don’t go to church, I go crazy instead (Yeah)
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| I been runnin' all around this town
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| A-drinkin' a-one-too-many's
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| No matter how hard I try
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| I can’t wash down your memory
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| Yeah, I know, I gotta let it go
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| But I keep holdin' on
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| I’m sick of this place, place, place
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| All I see is your face, face, face
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| I’m sick of this place
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| And all those dirt roads that we rode in Gillham
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| It makes it really hard to ride 'em now
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| 'Cause your memory is etched in 'em
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| When I’m knee deep in that forty creek
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| I’m carefree and I’ll ford the creek
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| Even if it’s ten feet deep
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| 'Cause I don’t care what happens to me (Nah)
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| Yeah, I’m snappin' on every beat
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| 'Cause I’m mad and I don’t care who sees
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| Or what they think when they see these
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| Tears on my cheeks (Come on, come on)
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| If they been through what I’ve been through
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| Then they’ll get it (Yeah, they’ll get it)
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| If you grow through what you go through
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| Then you’re livin'
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| Yeah, this shit is hard to get over so sober isn’t in my vocab (Nah)
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| No, just know that I notice I’m so bad off
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| But I’m tryin', so back off (Damn)
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| Before the lion that I’ve had tossed
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| Gets defiant and gnaws all y’all’s heads off (Woo)
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| Man, I can’t believe
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| I been runnin' all around this town (This town)
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| A-drinkin' a-one-too-many's (One too many)
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| No matter how hard I try (I try)
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| I can’t wash down your memory (Yeah)
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| Yeah, I know, I gotta let it go (Gotta let it go)
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| But I keep holdin' on
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| I’m sick of this place, place, place
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| All I see is your face, face, face
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| I’m sick of this place |