| I’ve had nights lately without much sleep
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| Drinks used to cost a lot less as I recall
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| Somehow I still manage a couple of drinks, a couple
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| I know I talk louder when the vision doubles
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| One of you is in my head and I meant no trouble
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| See, it’s just a circle, a cycle, a plan, a pattern
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| And this little vicious circle is changing, it’s never happened
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| I know these people, they always ask me
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| I wish that I could tell 'em that my voice feels raspy
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| I been around the sun a couple more times than most of you
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| Enough to see that not everyone is for the chosen view
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| Enough to tell you that all good things must
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| They gotta start, so I call this part, or two
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| Grip the wheel tight, it just feels right
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| The sun is still rising it feels I can steal life
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| And I can’t reverse time with this lever
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| But I can remember it and put it back together
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| And I don’t miss it, and I don’t regret it
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| But I do miss you, and I hope you can get it
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| I hope you can feel it, the way that I felt it
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| When I held it on the stage with the whole world kinetic
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| My truck keeps humming and the road keeps coming
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| And I keep looking for whatever is coming
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| I hope that you’re looking for me
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| I’ve had nights lately without much sleep
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| Wake up, it’s early morning
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| Get dressed, and eat the cold chicken in the fridge so
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| This is where I live
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| We had a van in the band, but had this coming, what gives
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| Keys in the ignition
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| I like a 9 to 5, it’s something that I kinda miss
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| Call it what you want but it ain’t your piece of shit
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| Not better, not worse, not, just is
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| Feel like I checked off the whole list
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| I got my 15, I got my 90
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| I got my chances, made choices exciting
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| Got my hands on what most cats don’t
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| Didn’t make the stretch that most cats won’t
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| And I don’t miss it, and I don’t regret it
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| But I do miss you, and I hope that you get it
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| I hope that you feel it, the way that I felt it
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| When I held it on the stage with the whole world kinetic
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| My truck keeps humming and the road keeps coming
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| And I keep looking for whatever is coming
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| I hope that you’re looking for me
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| I’ve had nights lately without much sleep |