| It’s a cold summers night
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| Are you beside me? |
| I can’t tell
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| I need your help
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| I need it honestly
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| I can’t stand up right these days
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| But you owe me that
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| Yeah, you owe me that
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| Cause we’re just lost little boys
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| Making a name for ourselves
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| It’s a cold summers night
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| Are you beside me, in good health?
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| I need your help
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| I need it honestly
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| I can’t stand up right these days
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| But you owe me that
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| Yeah, you owe me that
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| Cause we’re just lost little boys
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| Making a name for ourselves
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| And we’re just lost little boys
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| Making such fools of ourselves
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| I’m not one for second chances, I’m just lost
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| If I’d stopped then I really would be giving up now
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| But I’m not one for second chances
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| I’ve never been one for second chances
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| And I’m not one for second chances
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| I’ve never been one for second chances
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| Cause we’re just lost little boys
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| Making a name for ourselves
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| And we’re just lost litle boys
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| Making a name for ourselves
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| And we’re just lost little boys
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| Making such fools of ourselves |