When you sit by yourself at the end of the
Possession, you’ve got a hold on me
Possession, possession
I’ll meet you
As I walk along I wonder, what went wrong with
Well, I can see that you’re running faster
Running from some
(V1)
Well, here I am
With my pride in my hand, all
Trapped in a mine that had caved in
And everyone knows
he’s a refugee from the highway
out there fighting for years
whether
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