This is the most selfish song I've ever written due to how personal and specific it is to me. If you get something out of it then that's awesome. Either way, I made this to memorialize the moment when I knew my dream was dead. Enjoy!
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My favorite bands keep breaking up
No amount of wine can fill this cup
And the emotions that I feel aren't really real to anyone but me
I go to bed with hazy eyes and sore joints that won't compromise
And the 18 year olds write songs about being jaded with life
My favorite bands keep breaking up
No amount of wine can fill this cup
And the emotions that I feel aren't really real
I go to bed in this small town just to get a taste of the life they said I missed out on
When you go to bed with hazy eyes and your sore joints won't compromise
The 18 year olds are jaded with life
And I contend- you haven't lived life yet
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