| Black boots, black jeans, black beard
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| Walking down the street in the morning air
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| Then I lite up a cigarette and put my headphones on
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| And I listend to Van Etten Sing
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| You gotta give out, give up, give out, give up, give out, give up give in,
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| give out, give up give in
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| Give in, give in, give in
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| I was better than I felt in years
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| Then I looked to the streets and I looked to my fears
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| I know the something was going round these tears
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| I was hurting people, so close to me
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| I spent ten long years feeling so fucking bad
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| I know you cheated on me but I cheated on myself
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| I was falling way out when she sent those pictures off
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| And I knew it wasn’t me and I knew it wasn’t her
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| And I knew it wasn’t me and I knew it wasn’t her
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| And I knew it wasn’t me and I knew it wasn’t her
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| You gotta give up, give out, give in, give up, give out, give in, give up,
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| give out, give in, give in
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| You gotta heal, you gotta heal, you gotta heal, you gotta heal
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| Take it even further back to darker times
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| When I drank too much and I took too much
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| I lied to all my friends about who I was
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| But Caitlin listen to me now I’m all grown up
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| I spent two long years just losing my mind
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| Thank you Kristian for keeping me clean
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| And we’re painted like the warriors
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| And we’re painted like the warriors
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| And we’re painted like the warriors
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| And we’re painted like the warriors
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| You gotta heal… |