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We celebrate the wars we win |
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We **** the guys we hate |
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We drown our sorrows in a pool of gin |
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And wonder why we're always late |
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We dress ourselves in skinny jeans |
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We choose our mental leaders |
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And wonder what the hell it means |
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When they refuse to heal us |
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We are better when we drink |
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We're much better when we don't think |
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That is everything we've got |
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Running in our blood |
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We are better when we drink |
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We're much better when we don't think |
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That is everything we've got |
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Running in our blood |
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We pack a pair of shoes to walk |
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And one that just looks nice |
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How come you cannot stop to talk |
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When I try to apologize? |
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What we did were our choices |
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We thought that we should have known |
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We're losing our pretty voices |
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By yelling at walls of stone |
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We are better when we drink |
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We're much better when we don't think |
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That is everything we've got |
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Running in our blood |
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We are better when we drink |
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We're much better when we don't think |
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That is everything we've got |
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Running in our blood |
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We leave when we're supposed to stay |
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We pray when there's no other way |
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The room is full of pretty liars |
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And we want more and we want higher |
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We are better when we drink |
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We're much better when we don't think |
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That is everything we've got |
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Running in our blood |
