| Woke up with my boots still on
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| Saw the cruel sunshine and that she was gone, It was a long night
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| It was a long night
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| Took a sip and I burnt my tongue
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| Scanned the dial there’s nothing but EDM on the radio
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| On the radio
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| With my back to the wall, I feel a smile coming on
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| Another day that I wish I could just throw away
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| But I can’t make it stop, so I’m standing in the bleachers throwing shade
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| Stuck in line and I cannot breathe, I’m 122 they’re on 16, It’s my birthday
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| How perfect
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| Call my girl on the telephone, guy picked me up told me where to go,
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| guess it’s over
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| And I’m sober
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| With my back to the wall, I feel a smile coming on
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| I could bitch, I could whine, but it’s just a waste of time
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| Another day that I wish I could just throw away
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| But I can’t make it stop, so I’m standing in the bleachers throwing shade
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| With my back to the wall
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| With my back to the wall
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| With my back to the wall
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| Another day that I wish I could just throw away
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| But I can’t make it stop, so I’m standing in the bleachers throwing shade
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| Another day that I wish I could just throw away
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| But I can’t make it stop, so I’m standing in the bleachers throwing shade
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| La, La, La, La, La, La |