I swim across an ocean
It's my mattress in the basement
I'm sweatin' out excuses
That would make your stomach turn
The road we drove last night
Stretched from the desert to Las Vegas
We filled our cups, and lit one up
The snow began to burn
This is morning
That's when I spend the most time
Thinking 'bout what I've given up
This is a warning
When you
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