Portrait of a Cigarette Smoker at 19

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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 turnarounds (There might not be a next time) To the breaking ups and breaking downs (There might not be a next time) Yeah we were the ones who say (There might not be a next time) I used to be a stereotype Someone you'd never recognize With fingers so yellow That it 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 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 turnarounds (There might not be a next time) To the breaking ups and breaking downs (There might not be a next time) Yeah we were the ones who 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 After all the fuck ups and fall downs (There might not be a next time) With all the ups and downs and turnarounds (There might not be a next time) To the breaking ups and breaking downs (There might not be a next time) Yeah we were the ones who say (There might not be a next time) (There might not be a next time) (There might not be a next time) (There might not be a next time) Words to live by We're all doing just fine