It's somewhere between 3 and 5 AM. You're comfortably slouched in the backseat, only opening your eyes to occasionally watch the city lights zoom past your window. You don't know if you and the squad are headed to another bar, on the way to some house party, or if they're just driving your drunk ass home. But someone is holding your hand, and this is what you're listening to, and you feel amazing.

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