I think I'll lock myself away with wine and a guitar. We'll argue that it's all part of the process, to make the most of every single second we have left. We're lost again. And I can't see us leaving this with anything but questionable stories. But as long as we're together we ain't ever stopping yet. We're running out of patience, we're running out of time. We're running out of labels for our messed-up minds. Let's run into each other's arms and pretend that we're fine. I think we'll walk the whole Colchester Orbital today. We'll do it all in trainers without training. We've got alcohol, directions and I think we know the way. We're lost again. And I can't see us leaving this with anything but leg and liver damage. But as long as we're together we ain't ever stopping yet.
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