It's so much easier to walk away if I wash it down
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It's so much easier to look away if I think I look proud
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It's so much easier, I like it easier, I'll take it easier, I'll take another round
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It's so much easier to let the days go, dazed and mellow
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It's so much easier to let the smoke go, let it go slow
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It's so much easier, I guess it's easier
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Sometimes I'm not so sure, but sure, why not? Another round
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It's so much easier to just admit that I forget
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And sometimes it's easier to let my mind slip, hazed and backlit
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Sometimes it's easier, kills me easier. Take me home, it's my last round
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Goes Down Easy
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