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    I feel like keeping you up tonight
    I got a craving to be next to you
    If you got the appetite
    Come drink me under the table like we're 22

    But don't just stand there, take me to the ocean
    Got a washed up dream, I pretend that I'm devoted to
    If I come clean, you're the only thing I'm focused on
    My routine's just emotional oblivion

    Yeah you don't gotta dress up tonight
    Cause I'll be a mess but I'll still get to you
    You tell your friends that I'm not your type
    I guess that depends on if you've had a few

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    Don't just stand there, take me to the ocean
    Got a washed up dream, I pretend that I'm devoted to
    If I come clean, you're the only thing I'm focused on
    My routine's just emotional oblivion

    I just stand there, take me to the ocean
    Got a washed up dream, I pretend that I'm devoted to
    If I come clean, you're the only thing I'm focused on
    My routine's just emotional obli—

    My routine's just emotional obli—
    (Stand, the ocean got)
    (Dream, I'm devoted to)
    (Clean, I'm focused on)
    My routine's just emotional oblivion

    I thought it would cure me
    Right now we don't talk
    When you get to your thirties
    And you can't take it off
    It's like you see through me
    I wish I was wrong
    Hold on to your trophy
    It's only a song

    And I find the cure
    I find the cure
    Find the cure
    I guess I was wrong

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    Composición: Andrew Taggart, Alexander Pall y Tonesandi

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