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I hit the city by 3, and the bottle by 4
I'm thinking 'bout the shit that I pulled the night before
And by the party at midnight everything's cool again
Cause you'll be back with me then
I'm carrying the weight, the weight of the world
That doesn't wanna wait for me
But it spins me all around, and then it spits me out
Recycled like a Christmas tree
You picked me up when no one would
Convince me, baby, it's all good
We're doing it again, the way you always could
And now everything is understood
I've never had a girl like this
The walls are closing in, it's closing time again
I see it through my champagne glasses
Terrified of how the time is flying now
At least we're sitting in first class
Never wanna be like them
I hit the bottle by 6, and another cigarette
I'll probably do the things that I know I should regret
And by the party at midnight everything's cool again
Cause you'll be back with me then
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