| Riding the Wave
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| Caught in the comedown
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| Those city lights still burning bright in my head
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| Chasing the crave
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| Lost in that old sound
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| Thinking about things I’ve been thinking about trying to forget
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| Salt in my eyes
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| Blood in my mouth
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| Luck’s got a way of running out, it’ll kick a man while he’s down
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| Been digging this grave
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| For how many years now
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| Hit rock bottom just keep shoveling the dirt from the ground
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| Wondering
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| Am I doing what I’m supposed to?
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| Am I making the most of it?
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| Is this the path I chose?
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| Will I ever know it?
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| What’s left of the cash
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| Stashed in the glove box
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| Loose change, dollar bills, cheap thrills, an expired id
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| Pictures of you from that photo booth machine
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| Well I don’t have much to my name, but I’ve got what I need
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| When I lay my head down to sleep
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| I’ve got you like a reason to dream
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| Another night out on the road
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| And you’re the reason to call home
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| Waiting patient my whole life
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| Well I found you, I found you, I found you
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| Drinking down your love till the well runs dry
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| Won’t let go, don’t know now, how to
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| Running in circles, chasing our tails
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| Moving pictures flicker on the back of my eyes
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| Ain’t that funny, time
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| Passes us by
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| You can spend your whole life searching for something you may never find
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| Waiting patient my whole life
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| Well I found you, I found you, I found you
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| Drinking down your love till the well runs dry
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| Won’t let go, don’t know now, how to
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| Won’t let go, don’t know now, how to
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| Won’t let go, don’t know now, how to |