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