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letra de city limits - dissidenten

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it’s friday night, it’s time to hit the streets
with a 40 ounce of malted medicine
so here’s a toast to better days
the days when we used to rule the world

but happy hour is over
and we’re left facedown outside
of some beat-up, run-down tavern door

bartender! it’s time i had another drink
quickly before i have the time to think
cuz i’m tired of my life
i’m sick of it all
so drown it out in a frosted gl-ss of my self-doubt

so i meet this girl down at the bar
and she recognizes me from our hometown
she says “do you ever miss the days we used to hang out?”
and i swear that i just stared at her in disbelief
i don’t know why

- dissidenten

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