FortyI'll be strapped to the tap like nothing's wrong
Just another breakdown that I can't afford
But can't worry about tomorrow's pain tonight
Alright
Can't worry about tomorrow's pain tonite
Forty
These days, these nights
Alright
These days, these nights are so ordinary Smoke
Alright
Just leave me alone with the radio
End of the tunnel couldn't light my path
Can't worry about tomorrow's pain tonight Soles worn down still running fast
Can't worry about tomorrow's pain tonight Alright
Possessions never make good friends
You can throw it all away Possesions never made much sense
Freedom is the race to your new beginning
Confessions never made much sense to me
(Chorus 2x).
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