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I'm gonna marry a girl from Chapel Hill
Before I go on tour
And then I'm gonna call her from the road
Just so she can sing me to sleep
You can find me, I'll be gapped up and nervous
Trying to write hits
Praying one of the records blows up so I can pack up and split
Tip of my cap propped up
Checking my phone hoping
Somebody called me and I missed it, no dice
Price you pay when your heart goes cold
I never tell anybody when I feel alone
Instead I just lie in my bed until it pa**es
Telling my bottled up feelings to the ma**es
If you're listening in the room by yourself
I'm by myself too, holler at me we could hook up
Start a little army and start going to church
And flirt with Baptist girls
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I'm such a hero, out here chasing my dreams
Struggling to pay rent and buy groceries
Pushing an old-school Chevy with old tags
Bragging about feeling alone, so ironic
At any given time I'm surrounded by friends,
Now the bands got fans
And I love playing the Cradle
I'm looker slicker than Clark Gable
Able to shake the facade, rhyme on the mic, and feel free
So feel me for just a moment,
These are my dreams
In the blink of an eye it pa**es by
Man, how you doing? So nice to finally
During a one-sided conversation (?)
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Come on and dream
I'm all alone again
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