The way I see it in my head
sinking into a race car bed
I can see your words just slip right into your beer
But maybe I can catch you sometime this year
And I'm wasting time, worrying about who I can really count on
And picking up a book is so goddamn straining on my eyes
Cuz I'm not reading for me, I'm reading for you
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