| Where do I sleep tonight?
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| And where did I leave my mind?
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| I’ll end up on the floor
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| And these words will do just fine
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| I remember nights spent up on rooftops
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| I remember bike rides in the rain
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| We spray painted all their signs to what we wanted them to say
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| But we got so far away
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| It was a matter of time between the age that we left reason
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| And the day we chose to leave it
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| I’d rather stop the beat then
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| Fucking waste my life
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| Skating on the ice between politics and treason
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| Where all the problems stem and what’s it all to say
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| If this all just a pipe dream then the plumbing’s slowly leaking
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| His ink says we’re still breathing so this is why I try, and I have to say
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| goodbye
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| So where do I sleep tonight?
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| And where did I leave my mind?
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| I’ll end up on the floor
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| And these words will do just fine
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| The things we did to get even were messing with my mind
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| And I know you had your reasons but I did too
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| We had to see this through and leave the rest behind
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| And I know you had your reasons but I did too
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| If I could take it back and you could take it back
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| We’d end up back where we were
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| If I could take it back and you could take it back
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| We’d end up back where we were |