Staring at the bottom of your glass
Hoping one day you'll make a dream last
But dreams come slow and they go so fast
Maybe one day you'll understand why
Everything you touch surely dies
Just a nobody playing something epic
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Sometimes you find something that you want to hold on to and never let go.
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Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness But it's better then drinking alone
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