We have our master plan bottled and canned livin in the 352 steps one and two walk home drunk, wake up confused with a stranger next to you The copied costumes and conversations they seem to be totally making this into a strip mall kind of town use my credit card to buy alcohol student loan spent at the mall and I I may be going broke but I'm never broken down We have our history just you and me but our future gets talked away steps three and four staying drunk, sit on this porch planning out how to escape cuz we're two truck stops off the interstate promised land with a twist of fate we're a town for all the lost and found so sleep tight in this smokey room still buzzed from this afternoon and I I may be going broke but I'm never broken down
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