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I see you two times a month At the bar around town We have lots of common friends But we don't talk to much of them At your apartment it was late The bus is done but the taxis wait Should we go down to Second Street Or just stay here 'cuz that scene's beat When twenty four turned twenty five I heard you tried to take your life, why You don't really know When twenty four turned twenty five There's so much pressure in these times to be Something that you don't When twenty four turned twenty five You try to hold your head up high, why I don't really know When twenty four turned twenty five Make this the best time of your life, why Well I don't really know From Letras Mania