Lyrics
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I'm not around that much
Running exhausted and lost
If it could be undone
Will it have costed?
It's taught and lost
Blowing away, we stray wilted
Exalted, at fault
What if the day had stayed in bed?
These baubles we've brought
At fault
After the bliss has long ended
This caution, this fault
Give me a breeze that's long-winded
Accosted, adult, arrested
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