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I raised a glassI cleared the bar as far as I could seeMy arms stretched out in front of meI broke into this storyOne of self-worthOne of reinventionFrom coast to mighty coastSome with bridges some with boroughsAnd who tells a taleWithout a good woman thereTo keep him in lineMaybe break his heart in timeSo now I'm standing upRecalling all the years when II could make it through the dayWithout closing a tab before catching my trainGone for weeksLiving out of a vanI'm gonna drink with my friendsWe're gonna sweat out our poisonsBut the tours endLetras de cancionesThe music, it's gotta stopAnd now we scream from different coastsWe scream from different continentsSo I acclimateI move around I make mistakesI try and find my footingIn a city that's too unforgivingSo let's notLet's not kid ourselvesWell SF is too far away from us nowSo we look aheadAnd maybe plan a future with a woman insteadNow my head is filledWith a hope and fear and attitudeBut I still sleep alone at nightI spoon a fucking pillowSeems like nothing I doMatch the feelings that I worked throughOf you not coming home to meWhile I stagger down the avenuesSo let's notLet's not kid ourselvesWell as we look back we're just chasing our tailAnd we change scenes every few yearsAnd we kill loves just to bring them back as someone elseAnd nothing I do will keep me sober or novel or loved From Letras Mania