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Twenty-something, in the abstract
Seemed fun but, It was all a lie
Never been this sober for long
I'm a self-made fucking distress
Caught me off guard, picking apart
My sickness of a skin-suit
I don't know anything at all
I'm a nostalgia-filled wreck

I fought too many wars, to end up like this
I'm a body of doubt, dressed up like a kiss
We were so young
The reckless and dumb
Take my hand and run
Let's run, run, run

I thought the future was alluring in the abstract
Now I find I'm at the wrong end of a fistfight
Oh, what's wrong with me?
I'm not the enemy
Blacked out, bloody hands, in a Chevrolet
Pop a pill, you know the drill, gotta get away
Survive this decade

The bar is closing up
You brush the hair from my rosy cheeks
There is no greatness here
I stumble drunk into the breach
"Bullshit", I scream into a neon dream
Break the light, in the night
I tell you I'm lost

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from Friends In Theory, track released August 11, 2016

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