| Hey you, do you remember me?
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| 15, sitting in a graveyard talking about their history
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| Are you sleeping well at night?
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| Your eyes are closed and the window’s down
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| But your thoughts are not in flight
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| Let the girl sleep off her pain
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| Her thoughts collide like waves
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| A voice is in her head
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| This is what is says
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| I’m your new best friend
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| Yeah I’m your new haircut
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| Yeah I’m the alcohol that burns down your neck and into your gut
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| And I was cold outside
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| And your screams are loud
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| And I’m trying to wrap up, I find it hard as I stumble to the ground
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| Hey you, do you remember me?
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| 17 lying on a bed now we’re making history
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| Did you hear the news today?
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| I’m leaving home with a letter torn straight from an empty case
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| Let the families say good bye
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| Such a withered night
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| The boy will learn to talk
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| Timing won’t hide
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| I’m your new best friend
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| Yeah I’m your new haircut
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| Yeah I’m the alcohol that burns down your neck and into your gut
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| And I was cold outside
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| and your screams are loud
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| And I’m trying to wrap up, I find it hard as I stumble to the ground
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| Hey you, do you still think of me?
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| 19, sitting on a beach clutching a bottle of history
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| Are you still singing songs at night?
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| I heard that one that you wrote for me how can false words sound pretty?
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| Let the boys sing out their pain
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| Let the dreams just slip away
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| Let the liars howl at night
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| Under darkened lamp light
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| (Sing it with me boys)
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| I’m your new best friend
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| Yeah I’m your new haircut
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| Yeah I’m the alcohol that burns down your neck and into your gut
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| And I was cold outside
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| and your screams are loud
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| And I’m trying to wrap up a fight that halves (?) are stumbled to the ground |