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Another life, another story
She walked out, said I was boring
About 3AM
That’s when I called my friends

We hit the bar, sent myself flying
Shit, I said I’m never trying
Til’ the bitter end
But every now and then

I wonder what it feels like
To be more than I am

Traded all my friends for drugs and the internet
Ah shit, am I winner yet?
Look quick, is he a winner yet?
Mom’s back home with a drink and a cigarette

Traded all my friends for drugs and the internet
Ah shit, am I winner yet?
Look quick, hasn’t hit him yet
Mom’s back home with a drink and a cigarette

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Still hasn’t hit him yet

And I don’t wanna base my actions on reactions
or the things they say
And I don’t wanna hit delete on all the parts of me
that they might hate
So now I’m laying in my bed
And I can’t get out my head
It’s all because, all because

I traded all my friends for drugs and the internet
Ah shit, am I winner yet?
Look quick, is he a winner yet?
Mom’s back home with a drink and a cigarette

Traded all my friends for drugs and the internet
Ah shit, am I winner yet?
Look quick, hasn’t hit him yet
Mom’s back home with a drink and a cigarette

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Still hasn’t hit him yet
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Still hasn’t hit him yet

(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I sold my soul
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Still hasn’t hit him yet)
And all I got
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Is likes from strangers
Love on the internet
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Drugs and the internet

I wonder what it feels like
To be more than I am
I am

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