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I don't remember, were we wild and young? |
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All that's faded into memory |
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I feel like somebody I don't know |
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Are we really who we used to be? |
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Am I really who I was? |
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The lights will draw you in |
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And the dark will bring you down |
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And the night will break your heart |
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Only if you're lucky now |
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Waiting outside while you find your keys |
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Like bags of trash in the blackening snow |
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City of neon and toes that freeze |
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We got nothing and nowhere to go |
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We got nothing and nowhere |
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The lights will draw you in |
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And the dark will take you down |
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And the night will break your heart |
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Only if you're lucky now |
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If the lights draw you in |
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And the dark can take you down |
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Then love can mend your heart |
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But only if you're lucky now |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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I don't remember, were we wild and young? |
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All that's faded into memory |
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I feel like somebody I don't know |
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Are we really who we used to be? |
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Am I really who I was? |
