| No hope, slow dreams
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| I’ma accept this fight
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| Show me the antidote
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| Restless mornings
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| Dreading
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| And oh, I never need nobody
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| Need nobody, no
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| And oh you know I don’t care
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| If I don’t know where to go
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| We only get a hundred years to get it and hide
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| 'Cause thunder loves fire
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| We only get a hundred years
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| So I’m gonna ride this quarter life crisis
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| Break ups, heart breaks
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| Head is spinning round just like a merry go
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| New age sinners
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| Justify our lies 'till we turn into ghosts
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| And oh, I never need nobody
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| Need nobody, no
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| And oh you know I don’t care
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| If I don’t know where to go
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| We only get a hundred years to get it and hide
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| 'Cause thunder loves fire
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| We only get a hundred years
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| So I’m gonna ride this quarter life crisis
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| Say whatcha say, we ain’t got no time
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| But we got plenty of it
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| Run then we run straight through the night
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| Say whatcha say, we ain’t got no time
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| But we got plenty of it
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| Run then we run straight through the night
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| We only get a hundred years to get it and hide
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| 'Cause thunder loves fire
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| We only get a hundred years
|
| So I’m gonna ride this quarter life crisis
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| We only get a hundred years to get it and hide
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| 'Cause thunder loves fire
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| We only get a hundred years
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| So I’m gonna ride this quarter life crisis |