Late at night I leave my house,
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Drive down my street and watch you and see,
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Nothing but the same old shit again.
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But everybody's talking about you.
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They're wondering if the (something)
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But I don't want to see them again.
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(something)
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And I don't really see a difference,
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When you take your life and waste it.
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Whoa, I just want to party with my friends.
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Tonight there's no consequences.
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Keep blasting no regrets,
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I'll never kiss you and not forget.
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(something) and no one cares.
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What they're doing where they've been.
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Because I don't give a shit
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Everybody's got something,
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That they want to say about themselves.
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It's something bad I'll turn it up.
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(something)
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And I don't really see a difference,
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When you take your life and waste it.
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Whoa, I just want to party with my friends,
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Tonight there's no consequences.
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Keep blasting no regrets,
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I'll never kiss you and not forget.
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Whoa, keep blasting no regrets,
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I'll never kiss you and not forget.
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Life And Death (Of The Party)
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| The Leftovers |
