Started somewhere around midnight
With your face on the lawn
You'll be living in limbo
Until your 20's are gone
Everybody's got their mind made
But the truth is so loose
It's not winning every battle
It's the battles you choose
And all the things they're telling you
Are crowded by the volume
All the laughter and the revelry
Never came for free
It's the burden of the modern age
Artificial currency
You stalled out in the driveway
You broke down in the garage
Don't get caught in where you're going
Just get free where you are
And all the words that fill this place
Are only there to take up space

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