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27 dollars in an old jean jacket And there's dust under the collar 'Cause I've been walking for hours But I'm almost where I said that I would be Just like long television This heart, full of ambition Has been haunting my dreams Reaching for grander things And I never really knew If they could be mine But I'm out way past my prime Looking for reasons I didn't get my time
Keep a bottle top list of the chances I missed While I'm on my way to that vacant place And I promised myself I would not escape One more drink and I'm anyone's useless mess Just a helpless man with no self-defense If I'm not yours, what are you looking for? But I'm out way past my prime Looking for reasons I didn't get my time
My knees aren't leading when I seem defeated If I try to save face before I make it to where I set out And swore that I would find But I'm out way past my prime Looking for reasons I didn't get my time But I'm out way past my prime Looking for reasons I didn't get my time
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