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Here's to thirty-three, Here's to waking up unsure, Sleeping in different states From half asleep to half awake, Half full or half empty, I'll drink it down all the same. All the same, it's not a game, Please don't let me lose my way And if I do, please remind me, That the lost way is sometimes the right way. Get lost but never lose yourself, A mattress on the floor, A mattress in a cheap hotel, A car seat cranked back, I might as well. I'll give them hell, I've been through hell. Sit next to me, I've got stories to tell. We can laugh through the worst of times, Make memories, we'll call the best of times. Yes, I know that I will be alright. Here's to thirty-three, I swore I'd celebrate this year. I moved away, embraced my friends, I started growing my hair. I'm starting the great adventure As soon as I get out of here.
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