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Crashing by Design - Pete Townshend
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Crashing by Design Pete Townshend

Crashing by Design - Pete Townshend
Nothing must pass this line
Unless it is well defined
You just have to be resigned
You're crashing by design

You once believed that crazy accidents were happening to you
You were chasing a capricious wind
Whenever bad luck and trouble happened to pursue you
The dice would surely save your skin

But when you look back, you must realize
That nothing in your life's divine
Everything that's ever befallen you
Happened simply 'cause it crossed your mind
You're crashing by design

Nothing can pass this line
Unless it is well defined
You just have to be resigned
You're crashing by design

In your single-roomed flat in a courtyard building
You sit alone just like a broken toy
Where's your mother, where's your lover, where are your children?
Are you a man or are you still a boy?
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