A little pain will help you remember me when we grow apart
And I'll remember you by your heart
We'll keep on drinking the days away
I kind of like your drunken charm
And you won't forget my midnight smile
the kind of smile that served as a sidearm
A little gambling as to who the hero in this time is
just what we need to settle our teenage years disputes
we drink as if it's an uphill climb
like the one we took to smoke
like the one we designed ourselves.
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