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The drink you spilt all over me

'Lover's Spit' left on repeat

My mum and dad let me stay home

It drives you crazy, getting old

We can talk it so good

We can make it so divine

We can talk it good

How you wish it would be all the time

The drink you spilt all over me

'Lover's Spit' left on repeat

My mum and dad let me stay home

It drives you crazy, getting old

The drink you spilt all over me

'Lover's Spit' left on repeat

My mum and dad let me stay home

It drives you crazy, getting old

This dream isn't feeling sweet

We're reeling through the midnight streets

And I've never felt more alone

It feels so scary, getting old

We can talk it so good

We can make it so divine

We can talk it good

How you wish it would be all the time

This dream isn't feeling sweet

We're reeling through the midnight streets

And I've never felt more alone

It feels so scary, getting old

This dream isn't feeling sweet

We're reeling through the midnight streets

And I've never felt more alone

It feels so scary, getting old

I want them back

I want them back

The minds we had

The minds we had

How all the thoughts

How all the thoughts

Moved 'round our heads

Moved 'round our heads

I want them back

I want them back

The minds we had

The minds we had

It's not enough to feel the lack

It's not enough to feel the lack

I want them back

I want them back

I want them

You're the only friend I need

Sharing beds like little kids

And laughing 'til our ribs get tough

But that will never be enough

You're the only friend I need

Sharing beds like little kids

And laughing 'til our ribs get tough

But that will never be enough

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