we read all of the books
but it never made sense
withdrawn from all the knowledge
i'll have a drink instead
but we studied all the cuts
and the bruises we had
they got right down to business
i passed out in my bed
at the party
i missed the last bus
let's start another band
and write some sad songs
in spite of whats for-granted
there is really nothing wrong... wait up
so i'll smoke some cigarettes
and pop some random pills
i step into the darkness
and decipher all the stills
at the party
i missed my one shot
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