Given the chance
I’ll die like a baby
On some faraway beach
When the season’s over
Unlikely I’ll be remembered
As the tide brushes sand in my eyes
I’ll drift away
Cast up on a plateau
With only one memory
A single syllable
Oh lie low lie low, li-li-li-li li-li-lo
I cannot take this anymo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ore Saying everything I've said befo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ore All these words they make…
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I've been sucking morning Waiting for the beat I've been running circles Searching for the…