is it just me or do you feel a little
Bad day looking for a way, oh looking for the
Sweet oh luscious life
Celebrate your dreams when you are away
Doesnt
slip into your skin and spend the night
and get out
Hauled himself onto the road
Dust up to his nose
Put that
I got my feet knocked off the ground
I got my
There was a house half way round the world
And I
We are drifting away
Follow everyday
Soon we’ll have nothing to say
We’ll
found himself out into the road
the dust up to his
I wish I'd be in your wooden arms
That'll swallow me
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