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All my friends always talk about
The stories of moving on and getting out
Then packing up and heading south
Their heads full of hopes and dreams
Theyre just like me
My friends arent going anywhere
My friends all act so unaware
Now they have to face
Their best plans have all gone up in flames
Theyre just looking for something to take
To break up the day to day and all its
Loneliness, vacant space
The tragedy of minimum wage
All my friends always talk about
The stories of moving on and getting out
Then packing up and heading south
Their heads full of hopes and dreams
Theyre just like me
My friends are worried about last calls
And working jobs at shopping malls
Because theyre in between
A mixed up pride and apathy
So tonight theyll talk of calling in
Calling in with bitter grins
Laughing at the state theyre in
What a mess, Im just like them
All my friends always talk about
The stories of moving on and getting out
Then packing up and heading south
Their heads full of hopes and dreams
Theyre just like me
So theyre sleep walking their way through life
Sitting there and getting by
Like all the other friends of mine
Wishing for something more
Wishing for something more
All my friends always talk about
The stories of moving on and getting out
Then packing up and heading south
Their heads full of hopes and dreams
Theyre just like me