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    Eyes rolled back, I guess we were living fast
    Where did you go, yeah where did you go?
    Your eyes go to show
    It was so rare to see you sober
    The streetlights would carry us home

    I'd spent my nights trying to get a grip of you
    I did my best to get my hands under your jacket
    So we could make a racket
    Your divine ribs would help break mine
    We hit the ground, so let's hit the ground

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    Nothing's alright, believe me
    I say I won't feel the same in the mornings
    Nothing's alright, we're leaving
    I won't feel the same in the mornings

    Tyrants helped build us
    They won't mind throwing us away
    Tyrants helped build us
    Then they won't mind throwing us away

    Tyrants helped build us
    They won't mind throwing us away
    Tyrants helped build us
    Then they won't mind throwing us away

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    Composition: Bill Bibby, Ryan Mccann, Benjamin Blakeway, Ryann Evan Mc Cann, and Bob Hall

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