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I went down the track, the wrong turn
Finished up I started
Noticed a come over me
Fell in love with my own reflection,

How does it feel your own wheel?
Feel like an waking up
Under a bus my fingers crossed
Now is the time we could it up

So, you lost the fear, it wasn't bad
to your own devices, yeah
Still a young girl, eyes on the
Tick like a motor out

Magnets and words up on the
to the poet in all of us
I missed the page that you about

in the frost on the windowpane
And who I wonder fail to notice
The aching come down
I'm now

I hope you might back
In your own
to your own devices

And so, how it goes
Never the first, always the last to