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Going out on weekends
Lampshades on heads
Do you remember what you did last night?
Better yet WHO?
If you don't check instagram
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Channeling my inner hippy
always questioning and fighting "the man"
Talking about all the problems I see in the world
never speaking of the problems within myself
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See you next...
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
The days in between are blurred and lonley
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Flying down the highway on a sunny day
I' m not afraid of a speeding ticket
It would be much cheaper than the price I pay
Everyday inside my own head
I think for just a moment
"What would it be like if I were to dissapear?"
If I swerve my car right now, here
All of you are together and laughing
While I'm driving and on the run
I won't make the choice to swerve
The news would ruin your
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