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Inquisitor95
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It feels like a perfect night to dress up like hipsters
And make fun of my exes, uh uh, uh uh.
It feels like a perfect night to be picked before midnight
To be admired by strangers, uh uh, uh uh.
Yeah,
I’m happy, free, confused, and lonely at the same time
It's miserable and magical.
Oh, yeah
Tonight's the night when we think about the paychecks
It's time
Uh oh!
I don't know about you
But I fell to 22
I don’t think it’s right
I feel I got the screw
How did that happen to me
They probably wanted it too
You might think it’s alright
But damn I fell to
22, ooh-ooh
22, ooh-ooh