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Don't be so bitter all the time
You know that things will work out fine
And throw away those receipts from all the time you spent
Trying to get an answer out of me

What most people just wouldn't give
To be in your soft position
You problems never came to you
You fought for hard times to go through
And now it's such a mess you're in

When I was seventeen I thought I knew everything
My heart was on fire like a short fuse on a loose cannon
When I was seventeen I thought I knew everything
And I haven't learned much since then

Your Chuck Taylor High-Top heartbreak
You never learn from your mistakes
We drown our souls in R&R, slapped the stickers on our guitars
Passed out underneath the stars

Where do you ever find the time GIRL
To be so fucking asinine?
Just keep walking down that street
A dead end's all that you will meet
Then maybe you will finally see...

When I was seventeen I thought I knew everything
My heart was on fire like a short fuse on a loose cannon
When I was seventeen I thought I knew everything
And I haven't learned much since then,

No future worth us saving up for
No war worth getting off the couch for
No room in my heart left to lend
This is all that there is my friend

No future worth us saving up for
No war worth getting off the couch for
No room in my heart left to lend
This is all that there is my friend

When I was seventeen I thought I knew everything
My heart was on fire like a short fuse on a loose cannon
When I was seventeen I thought I knew everything
And I haven't learned much since then

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from Warm Beer & a Cold Sleeping Bag, released February 13, 2016
Written by Trevor Griffiths

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Smoking cigarettes in bed. Eating Kraft Dinner out of the pot. Writing words on cardboard and holding it so people have to read it. Picking up instruments. Putting down instruments. Relentless existential anxiety. Brown rice.

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