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I Caught you sleeping on a sunset bench
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You know the one I kinda looks like shit
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Broken fingers and a bloody chest
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I don't think you'll remember this
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Then I saw you on the boulevard
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Tried to sell me someone's credit card
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Hanging out with the avenues
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Coming down with nothing to use
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And I know you're getting cold
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And I know you're getting old
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Quick stop at the liquor store
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You'll buy a beer and I'll get 30 more
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Yes sir I'm really 24
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FUCK THAT let's just run for the door
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Passed out and you're seeing stars
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Waking up in someone else's car
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Faced down in the spirit ditch
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You broke your neck but your legs still twitch
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And I know you're getting old
G# Fm
And I know you're getting cold