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We're all dying in the living room/ Wait on this life that's not yours/ I've been looking in windows/ I figure there's one good person on every block/ I found only signs of life within these dead end streets/ I left my mark with dry erase/ So fucking drunk at 3 am/ I've been moving, moving/ Now I'm anchored, anchored/ Drowning in options/ I'm going to war/ With couches and routine/ And myself/ All these cities I should have never left/ All the times I shouldn't have let you wait up on me/ I left my mark with dry erase/ So fucking drunk at 3 am/ I've been walking, walking/ In my sleep/ Drowning in options/ We're all dying in the living room/ Wait on this life that's not yours/ I've been breathing under open skies/ Keep moving because it feels so right/ From Letras Mania