| I’m blind, you got me
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| Where I don’t wanna be
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| In a homeless room, I can’t leave
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| I don’t feel the love
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| I see ya, I can’t speak
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| I don’t know where it’s gonna lead
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| And I’m hopeless for you
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| So tell me, tell me, we don’t need this
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| I gotta see it on your lips
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| I’m overblown and faceless
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| Surrounded by this fake bliss
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| But we’re gonna burn
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| 'Cause we know we smoke and we never learn
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| Yeah, we lose all control for the joy ride
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| Living in the high, never alone
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| And then we do it again
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| My lungs kinda burn
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| 'Cause we know we smoke and we never learn
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| Do we let go of hope for the joy ride?
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| Living in the high, I’m in over my head, mmm
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| For the joy ride
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| I’m sitting silent, and suddenly, yeah
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| This guy’s sleeping on me
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| Guitar playing over hidden dreams
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| To keep us all moving
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| And I see ya with your friends
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| I don’t wanna know
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| Downing gasoline like a movie scene
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| Every cover blown
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| So tell me, tell me, we don’t need this
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| I gotta see it on your lips
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| The vertigo where we live
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| Surrounded by this fake bliss
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| But we’re gonna burn |
| 'Cause we know we smoke and we never learn
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| Yeah, we lose all control for the joy ride
|
| Living in the high, never alone
|
| And then we do it again
|
| My lungs kinda burn
|
| 'Cause we know we smoke and we never learn
|
| Do we let go of hope for the joy ride?
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| Living in the high, I’m in over my head, mmm
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| For the joy ride
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| When you dive and you drown and you wanna get out, do you swim?
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| Are you happier now? |
| Are your demons out? |
| Do you really think?
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| When you dive and you drown and you wanna get out, do you swim?
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| Are you happier now? |
| Are your demons out? |
| Do you really think?
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| When you dive and you drown and you wanna get out, do you swim?
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| Are you happier now? |
| Are your demons out? |
| Do you really think?
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| Do you think?
|
| But we’re gonna burn
|
| 'Cause we know we smoke and we never learn
|
| Yeah, we lose all control for the joy ride
|
| Living in the high, never alone
|
| And then we do it again
|
| My lungs kinda burn
|
| 'Cause we know we smoke and we never learn
|
| Do we let go of hope for the joy ride?
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| Living in the high, I’m in over my head, mmm |
| For the joy ride
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| For the joy ride
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| For the joy ride |