So we'll crawl across our options
Sneaking peeks at nights out drinking
With our hopes up in the stars
I've got three bucks and so much more to start on
A novel of experience
Way up where we can feel again
And I hope you make me real again
'Cause Jesus Christ I need to breathe again
And you're goddamn right
I've got a little more to prove tonight
To everything and everyone
Atlantic air's done something to my lungs
Well, we're virgins with a heartbeat
Searching for a lasting vein of inspiration
From this town who'd have thought
That white blood cells had drowned it out
A novel of experience
Way up where we can feel again
And I hope you make me real again
'Cause Jesus Christ I need to breathe again
And you're goddamn right
I've got a little more to prove tonight
To everything and everyone
Atlantic air's done something to my
Lungs have been collapsing
Under weight of change and traveling
God, I'm hitting bottom now
These words are the only hope
I have to be dragged out here now
Someone please pull me out
Well, I'm aware of what I've come from
When pen hits paper like electric
I'd illuminate the sky
And make you stare with open eyes
And you're goddamn right
I've got a little more to prove tonight
To everything and everyone
Atlantic air's done something to my
Lungs have been collapsing
Under weight of change and traveling
God, I'm hitting bottom now
These words are the only hope
I have to be dragged out

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