I got up and made my way to the door
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and I dropped my conscience on the way out
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I turned and I looked back down on the floor
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But my conscience wasn't there anymore
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So then I got to thinking...
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Was it there in the first place?
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Can you read it on my face?
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Cause I just don't care anymore
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And I just don't give a damn anymore
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Why just take tonight?
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Can we try to keep on riding through these?
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To light our way through the night
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just to see what we find
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Told everyone I would try to get by
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but I felt like I was wasting my time
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I found my way this time.
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So why should I try
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To stay grounded when my head's in the sky
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Then I got to thinking...
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Will they miss me when i'm gone?
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Will they leave the porch light on?
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If I can't find home anymore
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Or will I not have a home anymore?
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Why just take tonight?
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Can we try to keep on riding through these?
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To light our way through the night
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just to see what we find
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When we go,
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We'll just live our lives by rocky roads
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And our eyes got to second place brides?
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Cause I'm feeling lucky tonight?
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And I'll just stick stick stick to the things I know
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If you'll just quit quit quit quit buggin' me about it baby
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And you'll tell me that i'm missing out
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Cause I don't give a damn anymore
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Your Ego Is Writing Cheques Your Body Can't Cash
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| Four Year Strong |
