Don’t hang around, like friends at a funeral. Don’t kiss the ground. When the arm stops slowly the children. We might still survive
With our eyes up through the mist. We could save your life. Could never be mistake. Don’t miss your ground. I know we’d been hearted
Lies to the ground, with the non-stop lowering children. We might still survive
With our eyes up through the mist. We could save your life. Could never be the same
With our eyes up through the mist. We could save your life. Could never be mistake. Don’t miss your ground. I know we’d been hearted
Lies to the ground, with the non-stop lowering children. We might still survive
With our eyes up through the mist. We could save your life. Could never be the same
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