Five Pound Beers

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So go and fucking choke on that place that they call the big smoke
In my head it’s a joke I don’t get where I’m from
But I guess it makes sense because my friends are gone
We’re all fucked up north
There’s so much more here than pop-up restaurants and five pound beers
The river by the night is something to behold
When you find yourself down here, then you know you’re getting old

We’re all fucked down south

Could have changed my mind, could have stayed at home
Why care so much about a life that’s not your own?
Could have not moved out, could have stayed the same
But it’s fucking happened now and I’m glad I chose this way
I’ve made my mind up

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from Fit, Fine & Well, released April 7, 2017

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