I used to be a stereotype
Half alive with half open eyes
With a one track mind
And a flawed design
Feeling like I was lost
At sea at only the age of 19
Floating around in alcohol and apathy
Taking in too much caffeine and nicotine

And if we make it out of here alive
Just say you won't look back to see
Just who we left behind

There might not be a next time
With all the ups and downs and turn-arounds
Might not be a next time
To the breaking up, to breaking down
Might not be a next time
Yeah we were the ones who'd say
There might not be a next time

I used to be a stereotype
Someone you'd never recognize
With fingers so yellow
That they matched the yellow skies
And there was a few things I memorized
From all those blurry times
Like bottles clinking under blinking signs
And a few last words from
Long lost friends of mine
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If we make it out of here alive
Just say you won't look back to see
Just who we left behind

There might not be a next time
With all the ups and downs and turn-arounds
Might not be a next time
To the breaking up, to breaking down
Might not be a next time
Yeah we were the ones who'd say
There might not be a next time

And if we make it out of here alive
Just say you won't look back to see
Just who we left behind
Just who we left behind

And with all the fuck ups and fallouts
There might not be a next time
With all the ups and downs and turn-arounds
Might not be a next time
To the breaking up, to breaking down
Might not be a next time
Yeah we were the ones who'd say
There might not be a next time

Words to live by
We're all doing just fine