(Bum, bum, bum...)
I come in peace
To drink your wine
And find myself in photographs
We're all crossing
The starting line
It hurts my back to think of it
I wanna leave
This place and time
I come in peace
To drink your wine
And find myself in photographs
We're all crossing
The starting line
It hurts my back to think of it
I wanna leave
This place and time
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