I drank a lot of time in this town, I drank it right into the ground,
she said oh you're just murdering days, waiting for the sun to change.
Sean found a reason to stay, and Jack drinks his problems away,
I've been caught just murdering days, waiting for the sun to change.
It's hard to be young when I'm creepy and cynical,
kick start the fun let's wrap up in chemicals.
and murder days with ease, til all the carbon calls from falling trees, where all the colours are blue.
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