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not half bad - van, forever lyrics

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i’ve got a journal. i put down everything we did
you’ve given me plenty to write
drunk in wisconsin, shooting rockets off in the woods
the ways we’d make it through the night

we climbed a silo back home, it felt so infinite
kicked out, your stepmom lent a ride
and on the ride home, i thought of everyone we knew
who gave up well before their time

when i’m home, i get sick of the trite, uninspired, recycled bullsh+t
and boring conversations about “the back when”
it makes no sense to me to be dead+eyed at 23
making cash, waiting for life to happen

heaven’s a bas+m+nt show in pennsylvania
h+ll’s back home giving up with you
i’d rather be stuck in a van forever
than, never see anything through

- not half bad lyrics

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