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Jimmy's got depression, he's got some shit at home
All his friends are textin' they know where to go
There's a party on the east side of town
We'll get some bags and some beers
And we'll talk it all out
But where does he go when the party's over?
When he's comin' down and he's never been lower
It's hard to say, but you're diggin' his grave, oh
Help your friends get sober
In December, just gone, I lost a friend
I remember the last thing he said
"Where do I go now the party's over?"
Fuck, help your friends get sober
Her daddy died in April, and Sarah never healed
Credit cards on tables, all overdrawn but she'll
Grab a round of drinks from the promoter she knows
Then move on to the strip club 'cause they never close
But where does she go when the party's over?
When she's comin' down and she's never been lower
It's hard to say, but you're diggin' her grave, oh
Help your friends get sober
In December, just gone, I lost a friend
I remember the last text he sent
"Where do I go now the party's over?"
Fuck, help your friends get sober
Woah
Woah
Woah, oh
Help your friends get sober
No more Fridays to Sunday nights
No more "one more to feel all right"
No more Fridays to Sunday nights
No more "one more just to feel all right"
But where do we go when the party's over?
When we're comin' down and we've never been lower
It's hard to say, but we're diggin' our graves, oh
Help your friends get sober
In December, just gone, I lost a friend
Got a call from his mom saying, "Jimmy's dead"
Where do we go now the party's over?
Fuck
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