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Lately I've had this dream,
where I'm walking through the street
past the places where we'd meet,
but when I looked down at my feet,
there's nothing there,
there's nothing there
and as I'm falling through the air,
I'm hanging on
by a strand of your hair
I guess that it's fair,
I guess that it's fair.
'Cause ready or not,
my old friends work jobs.
My new ones take drugs,
but they're all that I've got.
They fill me with love,
believe it or not.
We all feel lost.
This all happened so fast,
it's like I want to crash.
Lately I can't even think.
I like to drink until I can't speak,
like a ship that's meant to sink.
I like the feeling of the sea,
as it's crashing under me.
I try to swim until I can't breath.
'Cause ready or not,
my old friends work jobs.
My new ones take drugs,
but they're all that I've got.
They fill me with love,
believe it or not.
We all feel lost.
This all happened so fast,
it's like I want to crash.