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Alright, I get by I barely speak about anything except long nights I miss even having a chance to fight And we're just doing all the same shit And they're just saying the same things anyway I'm bored, of course, by this whole thing And every day I find it harder to relate All night, we got by I barely care about anything except tonight It's alright I'll make it up when I feel alright And I'm so sick of second chances These awkward glances seem different than before I'm sure of myself, temporary This wistfulness is getting harder to ignore And maybe we'll find a good way Just don't count on me We'll find something better eventually We'll think about all the good times And sort through the bullshit that makes us believe That we can never make a change I know these streets I've walked along so many times before Last night, I swear I finally found what I came here for SongtexteWe sat outside talking about movies and music we hate Cause there's not much left to like But we still hold on to the songs that became a reason to live And the soundtracks to our lives And maybe we'll find a good way Just don't count on me We'll find something better eventually We'll think about all the good times And sort through the bullshit that makes us believe That we can never make a change Aus Songtexte Mania