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I stopped to talk to my friend He said, he messed up again Said, he don't wanna be here I don't know how to leave And he talked about how He would bush, beat around Just add to his mess While nothing changed Everyday is another ride Everyday is a chance to fly So get up, get on with life And ride, ride Everyday last week She would drink herself to sleep Said, she don't wanna be here But she don't wanna leave And then right around noon She'd still be up in her room Trying to think her way out Of an unlocked door Everyday is another ride Everyday is a chance to fly So get up, get on with life And ride, ride Don't know where to begin, here it comes again Can I pause and just start things over? And leave the fortunate sun Or get another one that's right on time Everyday is another ride Everyday is a chance to fly So get up, get down that line And ride, ride Everyday is another ride Everyday is another ride Get up, just one more try And ride, ride |