| Tonight, the world screams passed our window
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| Another 15 hours to go
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| Headlights and statelines are all that we know
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| The sun is breaking over the horizon
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| We greet the day with bloodshot eyes
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| No sleep, no chance that we’ll ever make it on time, make it on time
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| We’re still so far behind
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| We’ll never get back home before the summer
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| Never get, get back home before the leaves start to change
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| Hang our hearts on the road, Virginia won’t be the same
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| We’ll get back to her some other day
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| Pass out on our friend’s floor
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| My head is pounding from the night before
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| A drink and I won’t feel sick anymore
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| We spill our guts all over the stage
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| Different faces with different names
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| The shows are sick and we’re having the time of our lives, time of our lives
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| Toast to that tonight
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| We’ll never get back home before the summer
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| Never get, get back home before the leaves start to change
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| Hang our hearts on the road, Virginia won’t be the same
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| We’ll get back to her some other day
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| We’ll never get back home before the summer
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| Never get, get back home before the leaves start to change
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| Hang our hearts on the road, Virginia won’t be the same
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| We’ll get back to her
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| And when the lights hit the crowds
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| We won’t back down until we hit the ground
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| And when the lights hit the crowds
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| We won’t back down until we hit the ground
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| And when the lights (the lights!) hit the crowds (the crowds!)
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| We won’t back down until we hit the ground
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| And when the lights (the lights!) hit the crowds
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| And it feels so right
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| We’ll never get back home for the summer
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| Never get, get back home before the leaves start to change
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| Hang our hearts on the road, Virginia won’t be the same (won't be the same)
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| We’ll never get back home before the summer
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| Never get, get back before the leaves start to change
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| Hang our hearts on the road, Virginia won’t be the same
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| We’ll get back to her some other day
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| We’ll never get back home before the summer
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| Never get, get back before the leaves start to change
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| Hang our hearts on the road, Virginia won’t be the same
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| We’ll get back to her some other day Get |