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Something 'bout how I've been feeling lately Something 'bout staying in bed Something 'bout how much I'd rather stay home And all this other shit I'll try harder this year I'll make friends without guitars Something tells me you've been struggling lately Something 'bout your hanging dread Something 'bout I'd much rather you hold Than hanging by this thread I'll try harder this year I'll try helping you to change You'll get help that you need Without feeling like you're fine this way 'Cause we all know we're just the best At trying to ride it out, this mess But it's catching up, not shitty luck Just how it all plays out and fuck I miss not having day jobs Miss not having this fog I miss You need to leave, sometimes I think you know But you're holding on tight, too afraid of letting go It's a shame you can't move away from your room It's a shame you can't see a place here with me 'Cause we all know we're just the best At trying to ride it out, this mess But it's catching up, not shitty luck Just how it all plays out and fuck I miss not having day jobs Miss not having this fog I miss this