| Cheap drinks at Dive Bars
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| Smoked two joints at 5 Bars
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| Ripped jeans and leather jackets
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| You want love cause you never had it
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| Classic Rock and Pabst Blues
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| Bong rips and tattoos, we rush things admit that
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| That vibes hard to get back
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| I was insane and now I’m intact
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| Girl you really made an impact
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| Blame it on the city that raised me
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| So god damn persuasive
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| Sex, drugs and Rock N' Roll, we keep it basic
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| Up and down, up and down
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| You know we getting faded
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| Vintage tee’s and dirty vans
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| You’re the only one that understands
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| The Smiths in your earbuds
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| Hoping that you come again
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| I’m Ready
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| I know you love my new thread
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| And your faded jeans at the foot of my bed
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| I fuck with you
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| Heavy
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| I know you love Morrissey
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| And your favorite song is You Have Killed Me
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| You know I can’t stand the way you look at him
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| The way you look inside his face
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| Starting to think I’d open my heart
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| Call shots when it falls apart
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| Forever numb
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| Short fuses and long days
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| You always stuck in your ways
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| Adventures in Lower East
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| Kings of Leon was poetry
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| We used to blast Ratatat
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| In your dad’s black Cadillac
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| We use to ride on our Sk8-His
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| Output on late nights
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| You told me time is money, Love is lame
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| Chase the greatness, forget the fame
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| Late night trips to liquor stores
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| She sayin' don’t stop give me more
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| I’m Ready
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| I know you love my new thread
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| And your faded jeans at the foot of my bed
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| I fuck with you
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| Heavy
|
| I know you love Morrissey
|
| And your favorite song is You Have Killed Me
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| You know I can’t stand the way you look at him
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| The way you look inside his face
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| Starting to think I’d open my heart
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| Call shots when it falls apart
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| Forever numb |