Drinks aside, time we tried to stay somewhere Take my only souvenir, hold it up high, it off the roof If it break, tell me how it sounds when it lands
Time when there isn't enough Turn the wheel, I'm it up Don't old, hope I'm backing up feel old Bloodshot eye, a in the left ear 1975 ringing in my ear Our simple rules eachother close to used to being wrong Now it's gone get undressed, hopeless Work world, see no sign of relief I find time to complain of a shortage while the excess collects at their We're close to used to wrong Now gone, get undressed, feeling hopeless weary world, see no sign of relief Still I find time to of a shortage while the collects at their feet
Always say that we will, but we Always say that we did, we did nothing Drinks aside, the day today is the Now there's nowhere to go a shrine to fast goodbyes What's the
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Between the church and under It is roped in deep