| Can we just get faded
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| I wanna feel something more
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| I saw a world for us in black and white
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| A weekend spent praying to neon night
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| This town is icy cold but it beats the rain
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| Hold your glass up high and toast
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| To the times we had
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| The times we won’t get back
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| (The times we won’t get back)
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| Can we just get faded
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| I’m bored
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| I wanna feel something more, oh
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| Can we just get
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| A pack of cigarettes and the long drive home
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| To turn these thoughts of mine into poems
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| The air is icy cold but it beats the pain
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| Spread our wings out wide like crows
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| And forget our pasts
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| The times we won’t get
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| The times we won’t get back
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| The times we won’t get back
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| Can we just get faded
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| I’m bored
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| I wanna feel something more, oh
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| Just a little bit faded
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| Get-a, just a little bit faded
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| I wanna feel something more, oh
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| The times we won’t get back
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| The times we won’t get back
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| Can we just get faded
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| I’m bored
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| I wanna feel something more, oh
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| Just a little bit faded
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| Get-a, just a little bit faded
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| I wanna feel something more, oh |