| Can’t write another song about being young
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| Not me, not now, I’m not that clever
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| 31 and my voice was shot
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| Grew a beard, spent a year at the coffee shop
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| You called to say «it's now or never»
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| Don’t fall back now
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| Don’t fall back now
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| We are the fortunate ones
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| (Pick me up in the parking lot
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| I’ve got a good buzz and a lottery ticket)
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| We are the fortunate ones
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| (And we don’t care if we win or not
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| Got a good buzz and a lottery ticket)
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| Guess I’ll wait for the lightning strike
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| Guess I’ll pray for rain to make this right
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| You’ve got these eyes that keep me hoping
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| In the shadows when I doubt myself, I’ve started to see with the lights out
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| You called to say «the sky is open»
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| Don’t fall back now, don’t fall back now
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| We are the fortunate ones
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| (Pick me up in the parking lot
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| I’ve got a good buzz and a lottery ticket)
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| We are the fortunate ones
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| (And we don’t care if we win or not
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| Got a good buzz and a lottery ticket)
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| Made it home, barely alive
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| I was way too fucked up to drive, to drive
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| We are the fortunate ones
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| Pick me up in the parking lot, I’ve got a good buzz and a lottery ticket
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| We are the fortunate ones
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| And we don’t care if we win or not, got a good buzz and a lottery ticket
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| Got a good buzz, and a lottery ticket |