80S Through The 50S

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[Verse 1]
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Miles away and I can't seem to shake
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the smell of your car in 2003:
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beach air and bad tunes, stale smoke and junk food

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Tell her to stay and you'll scare her away.
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Staying the same just makes everything change.


[Pre-Chorus]
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I'm plowing right through friends I don't talk to.


[Chorus]
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Seasons seem to see me sliding out of view.
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80's through the 50's. Breezes make me think of you


[Verse 2]
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And I'll count down the days
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just like I count down before I go away.
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Trying to get used to not being there with you


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[Chorus]
A               C#m    F#m            C#m
Seasons seem to see me sliding out of view.
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80's through the 50's. Breezes make me think of you
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When you see me sliding out of view.
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80's through the 50's. Breezes make me think of you


[Bridge]
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It got chilly this Saturday yeah! woo!
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And with my hands in my pockets I walked around in circles like!!
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"Oh no, I'm totally fucked."
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It's one thing to grow old but I'm collecting dust.

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'Cause nobody needs me.
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Nobody needs me.
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Nobody needs me the way that I need you.


[Chorus]
A               C#m    F#m            C#m
Seasons seem to see me sliding out of view.
D                Bm    D                 F#/F
80's through the 50's. Breezes make me think of you
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When you see me sliding out of view.
D                Bm    D               F#m  F#/F
80's through the 50's. Breezes make me think of you


[Outro]
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you...    yoouuuuu...
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