| We were lovers for the first time
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| Running all the red lights
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| The middle finger was our peace sign, yeah
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| We were sipping on emotions
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| Smoking and inhaling every moment
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| It was reckless and we owned it, yeah, yeah
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| We were high and we were sober
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| We were on and we were over
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| We were young and now I’m older
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| But I’d do it all again
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| Getting drunk on a train track
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| Way back, when we tried our first cigarettes
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| Ten dollars was a fat stack
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| I’d do it all again
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| Bomber jacket and a snapback
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| Your dad’s black Honda was a Maybach
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| «Re: Stacks"on the playback
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| I’d do it all again
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| We were lovers on a wild ride
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| Speeding for the finish line
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| Come until the end of our time, yeah
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| Started off as a wildfire, burning down the bridges to our empire
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| Our love was something they could admire, yeah, yeah
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| We were high and we were sober
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| We were on and we were over
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| We were young and now I’m older
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| But I’d do it all again
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| Getting drunk on a train track
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| Way back, when we tried our first cigarettes
|
| Ten dollars was a fat stack
|
| I’d do it all again
|
| Bomber jacket and a snapback
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| Your dad’s black Honda was a Maybach
|
| «Re: Stacks"on the playback
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| I’d do it all again
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| Stack stack, stack stack, oh oh…
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| Speed speed, speed speed oh oh…
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| Stack stack, stack stack, oh oh…
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| Speed speed, speed speed oh oh…
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| Stack stack, stack stack, oh oh…
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| Speed speed, speed speed oh oh…
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| Stack stack, stack stack, oh oh…
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| Speed speed, speed speed oh oh…
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| Stack stack, stack stack, oh oh… |