And when the first one
Feels like the last one
And the
Once upon a second chance
at love and death
and
Lived in the city on a street on a street
I don’t feel cool
Just a little bit cold
Looking down
Turn off the water
Close the curtains
Flick off the soft light
And when the first oneFeels like the last oneAnd the
Remember the pastRemember it well and forget it before it
Contact lost transmissionSatellite not made by handsForrest frozen echoDrifts ac
Every time I turn around I see another oneRun bitter
Welcome to our daydream it's a perfect place to hide
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