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Grew tired of writing about myself wasting away

Too many feelings twisted into worn clichés

How can I ever live up to what we’re singing about?

These lyrics swallow me and puke me out

But when the roar of day clears the way

For the sounds of night

I shake off the dust and drift away

With my eyes closed tight

An eternity away from home

Worn out, stuck on a backseat, tired bones

And there’s nothing romantic

About a lack of sleep and self-hate

And there’s nothing romantic

About being an asshole in an asshole band

But when the roar of day clears the way

For the sounds of night

I shake off the dust and drift away

With my eyes closed tight

But when the roar of day clears the way

For the sounds of night

I shake off the dust and drift away

With my eyes closed tight

There must be some reason when it’s just us

Nothing, if not ourselves

More than a feeling, something we can trust

Nothing, if not ourslves

If not ourslves, if not ourslves

If not ourslves, if not ourslves

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