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No Sleep November

from We Live by Up In Smoke

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Shower me with slurs of living life to the fullest
Who would have known?
So many years lost
I've fought for years to have the air back in my lungs but I am still gasping for air

I am the type only a mother could love
I guess I'm fucked huh
I guess I'm fucked huh
You're just looking for something to love
I guess I'm fucked huh
I guess you're fucked huh

This whiskey tastes like December,
Let's kill it before we remember
We do nothing when our world shatters
It don't matter none of this matter

Glassed eyes, black heart
This was all fucked from the start
Drowned my mind and let me be
A couple hours, just let me be free
Goddamn it

It's a seasonal depression that lasts all year long


Its all nostalgia, wondering where all the time has gone
I can't have it back, we can't have it back
I'll sit and wonder how I lost it all,
Because we know, everything dies in the fall

It's a seasonal depression that lasts all year long

Fact and fictions fight in my head
All of these memories, my minds in debt

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from We Live, released October 31, 2016

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