| I can feel sucking me down, I’m stuck on repeat in this down
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| And in this 15 mile radius I’ll take a stab at, I’ll predict
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| Where they’ll be, who they’re with
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| When I’m gone, what I’ll forget
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| Cause in the end I’ll probably do it again
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| And if I don’t get out now, then I don’t know how I can
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| I’m turing pages and multi-tasking
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| I’m burning bridges and watching reactions
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| Feeling oh so ill from repetition
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| I won’t look back
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| Sick to my stomach, and with it I’m fed up
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| Fell and hit the deck, now I’ve had enough
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| Although history proves that if I don’t get out now I’m stuck
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| I can hear it drowning me out
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| This record keeps spinning around
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| And in our 35 minute set we’ll sing our hearts out we’ve got no regrets
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| Leaving home, we don’t belong
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| On our own this can’t go wrong
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| Cause on the real now it’s time to peace out
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| We’re gonna leave here but first let me finish my beer
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| I’m turing pages and multi-tasking
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| I’m burning bridges and watching reactions
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| Feeling oh so ill from repetition
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| I won’t look back
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| Sick to my stomach, and with it I’m fed up
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| Fell and hit the deck, now I’ve had enough
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| Although history proves that if I don’t get out now I’m stuck
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| Shit out of luck
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| I’m turing pages and multi-tasking
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| I’m burning bridges and watching reactions
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| Feeling oh so ill from repetition
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| I won’t look back
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| Sick to my stomach, and with it I’m fed up
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| Fell and hit the deck, now I’ve had enough
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| Although history proves that if I don’t get out now I’m stuck |