You are dizzy still
And we are due to move that far
In the dark on a frozen lane

No use slowing down
The party was a laugh
How we lied about everything

We don't get around like we used to
Oh, no, but tonight will end too soon

On a stretch past the houses
Where the road lines go black

With nowhere to get to
Up a mile on the freeway

Burned out like a sun
We hid from everyone
We got high, 'cause you have to

When they came along
We had lots of fun
But we left the light too soon

We don't get around like we used to
Oh, no

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Writer(s): NINA NASTASIA