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I don’t go all in but I’ll take a gamble And I don’t burn both ends of the candle anymore I take the corners, slower and steady This chip on my shoulder, it ain’t so heavy anymore We still fly like gypsies, just a little closer to the ground We still love our whiskey, but now it’s just a little watered down Couple girls I could’ve married, I married someone else These torches I still carry don’t burn like hell the way they used to The back side of 40 ain’t near as crazy And Sunday morning ain’t near as hazy anymore We still fly like gypsies, just a little closer to the ground We still love our whiskey, but now it’s just a little watered down Those old ghosts still chase me But feels like they’re losing ground Yeah I’m still crazy But now I’m just a little watered down From Letras Mania