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Another Friday night I'm liquored up Things look better at the bottom of my cup Every thing I do doesn't seem to count Every time I give it's not the right amount Think you know what you're lookin' for Morale is high and your feet get sore You spend you're waking life trying to fit in You're looking for trees, all you're finding is dirt It's a slap in the face and feelings are hurt Then Will shows his face with his hands on a bag A half hour your down cause it's dirty old schwag It's the same old song in and again But I know at the end of the day I won't be able to say my name And I won't care so don't you worry for me I love your style, it's so damn kind The kinda girl that really blows my mind Every time we meet my feet leave the ground Too many nights are spent Letras de cancionesPassed out face down on somebody's bathroom floor Twenty-one and nowhere One step forward equals two steps back I'm going nowhere faster than the speed of sound Somebody tell me where a friend can be found Tip the bottle and pitch the cap After a few I'm gonna take a nap And it's only noon so I can do this all over again I keep this bitter medicine around And live a life that's slowly fading down And they say the nights no place to find yourself alone Too many nights are spent Passed out face down on somebody's bathroom floor Twenty-one and nowhere One step forward equals two steps back I'm going nowhere faster than the speed of sound Somebody tell me where a friend can be found From Letras Mania