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Clinking bottles from the last of the late nightsSwung by old haunts to catch up on the night lifeCatch our friends and wish them well for the endAnd be secretly glad we're not with themI felt unbalanced pushing home against club crowdsHow the lights of the gas street basin, should be reflected in dark waterBut the tow path's frozen overAnd the canal, looks...just like the abyss.I'm not done with this, i'm not giving in, i'm not giving up on youWe just got olderFireworks mark nothing worse than this (Faster than you'd like)I'm not done with this, i'm not giving in, i'm not giving up on youWe just got olderFireworks mark nothing worse than this (Faster)I guess we must have caught a busI remember, red wine and throwing up, in the back of someone's gardenWith fairy lights all hanging from the door into the kitchenWhere a row of shots was waiting for the clockI felt unbalanced walking out to a new yearHow the dates that we assign never match up with our livesWith all the chances on our sideLetras de cancionesYou think we'd get it right, one of these nightsI'm not done with this, i'm not giving in, i'm not giving up on youWe just got olderFireworks mark nothing worse than this (Faster than you'd like)I'm not done with this, i'm not giving in, i'm not giving up on youWe just got olderFireworks mark nothing worse than this (Faster than you'd like)(Repeat chorus till end lol) From Letras Mania