| I’ve been up since yesterday
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| Now it’s time to drift away
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| We got nothing left to say
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| We just kinda drift away
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| The song passes heavy
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| Last night was heavy
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| The song passes heavy
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| Last night was heavy
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| The song passes heavy
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| Last night was heavy
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| The song passes heavy
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| Now this night is almost done
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| And we’re hiding from the sun
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| Still the cigarettes are burning
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| And our sinuses are numb
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| Your mascara’s getting smudged
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| And your friend looks kind of tired
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| It was live a couple hours
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| Now it’s slipping in asylum
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| In the end it always falls apart
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| We lit the night up
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| Now we’re fading like a falling star
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| Starring at the wall like it’s modern art
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| Touched by angels where the devil left his calling card
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| Call a card, let me get the fuck up out of here
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| These poppy dreams that I’m having
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| Quickly turn into nightmares
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| And every time the lights stares at me I’m paranoid
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| Serotonin and got me running like an errand boy
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| I just wanna get by back home
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| It always ends the same way
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| Just grab your coat it’s time to roll
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| I’ve been up since yesterday
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| Now it’s time to drift away
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| We got nothing left to say
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| We just kinda drift away
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| The song passes heavy
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| Last night was heavy
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| The song passes heavy
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| Last night was heavy
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| The song passes heavy
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| Last night was heavy
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| The song passes heavy |