歌词
Lit another cigarette
I had a lot to write on down
While you built yourself a bigger set
And acted like a bigger clown to try on
A decent voice letting tangle, shake, rejoice
When you walk by a distant home you talk away
It sounds like an ordinary day
I wish the well was running dry
So I could climb down to your place and lie
About the people on the grass
Who chased away like it was wild
While you played a part
The other people leave me out
I wait for you to understand my side
And I try like the system's way too fried
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