We made it work on a Friday out
Sipping away all the time in the world
It’s hard to believe we were anywhere
We’ve been around
We’ve been hangin’ with the same crowd
It took the whole town
Before it was you I was missing out
I could still taste your spit on my lips
The air somehow carried your essence
I have dreams that don’t end like this
I’m not ready
To let it leave me
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