One, two three, four

Born on the 9th on a Friday night
Into a city that was filled with gloom
Two months early with a fire in my lungs
I was the first to leave of the two

Yeah, I, I think back to that time
And the million moments that flew by
And the rest couldn't come too soon
(I wasted every second, now I'm)

Conditioned to the memory
Trying to make it out here on my own
Now it feels like it's killing me
And tonight I think I wanna come home
(Sometimes I get the feeling that)

All these roads have come to a head
I don't think you'll ever understand
All my friends are wasted or they're dead
Can't take away the feeling that

Chasing the cars on the boulevard
I was running wild without a care
For all that time I was out of control
Had an excuse for every year

Yeah, I, I'm standing on the edge of time and space and memory
It's always calling out my name
(I wasted every second, now I'm)

Conditioned to the memory
Trying to make it out here on my own
Now it feels like it's killing me
And tonight I think I wanna come home
(Sometimes I get the feeling that)

All these roads have come to a head
I don't think you'll ever understand
All my friends are wasted or they're dead
(Sometimes I get the feeling that)

All these roads have come to a head
I don't think you'll ever understand
All my friends are wasted or they're dead

Every time I say enough is enough
But there's a switch in me that I can never turn off
Maybe someday, I'll wake up okay
Give me, give me, give me relief

All these roads have come to a head
I don't think you'll ever understand
All my friends are wasted or they're dead
(Sometimes I get the feeling that)

All these roads have come to a head
I don't think you'll ever understand
All my friends are wasted or they're dead
(Sometimes I get the feeling that)

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