[Intro]
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And we drink and get older
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And some of us even try to get sober
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Now here's to the assholes and the last calls
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Well city kids, you get what you ask for
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[Bridge]
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And acquaintances turn to friends, I hope those friends they remember me
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Hold the night for ransom as we kidnap the memories
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Not sure there is a way to express what you meant to me
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Sit around a table and use those ears as the centrepiece
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[Hook x2]
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Sounds of the city on Capitol Hill
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Where I question if what I'm seeing here is real
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Cowboy boots doing lines at the bar
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Where the time goes slow when you're drinking PBR
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[Verse 1]
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Hold on to what you were, forget what you're not
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The streets were ours that summer, at least those two blocks
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Reminisce on those days, I guess that's OK, you wonder why
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Some grow up, move on, close the chapter, live seperate lives
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The twenty-something confusion before the suit and tie
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Strangers become mistakes but those mistakes make you feel alive
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Hindsight is vibrant, reality: rarely lit
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Memories to collage, paste to the glue that barely sticks
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Good Lord, they broke all my shields
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Locked bathroom doors, graffiti, and high heels
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Until you felt that altitude you don't know how high feels
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Party mountain, some don't ever come down from around here
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To be young again, I guess it's relative
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The camera lights, the whiskey rise, sink into the skin
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I fantasize about a second win
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Grow a moustache, pick up another bad habit and let the games begin
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[Hook x2]
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[Verse 2]
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So here's to the nights, dancing with the band
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Strangers into girlfriends from a one night stand
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Brought a little liquor and turn up the Johnny Cash
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You could bring a receipt to Heaven but you cannot take it back
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And this is life, this is real, even when it feels like it isn't
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I'd be a goddamn liar to say at times I didn't miss it
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So deuces, I turn my back as I walk into the distance
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Dip my feet in every once in a while, just to say I visit
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And we hold onto these nights
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Trying to find out way home by the street light
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Over time we figure out this is me, right
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Learn a lot about your friends right around two A.M
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[Bridge]
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[Hook]
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Cowboy Boots
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Macklemore |