Since the day I let you believe, that a grand life I would provide I am haunted by the failure you see before you, consuming the echo To travel the road of our dreams, with my back against the wall All I can do, is look the other way, and pretend tha
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The sun is shining We should be making hay But we're dead from the waist down Like in Californ-i-a Victory is empty there are lessons in defeat But we're dead from the waist down We are sleeping on our feet We stole the songs from birds in trees Boug