| When you’re sickened by the night
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| And the sun is in your eyes
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| To remind you what you’ve done
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| You can breathe so hard it hurts
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| Try to put it into words
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| It is 5 AM
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| So much nicer to go home
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| Came in someone else’s car
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| Shiver in your night-time clothes
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| You don’t know where you are
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| And if you ask, they’ll know
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| Vicious sting at back of eyes
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| Purple palm print on your thigh
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| Your head aches, you’re dizzy
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| You can breathe so hard it hurts
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| Try to put it into words
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| It is 6 AM
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| So much harder to go home
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| Trapped in someone else’s car
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| Shiver in your night-time clothes
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| You don’t know where you are
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| And if you ask, they’ll know
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| So much harder to go home
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| Came in someone else’s car
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| Shiver in your night-time clothes
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| You don’t know where you are
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| And if you ask, they’ll know |