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Since I'm putting down

All of the true things around

But I like it

I handed down the crown

Given the jewels and the answers of may

The thought of being ousted

Comes and goes repeat once

When I think about it

The wind blows

I hate it repeat

Run me out of town

Somewhere a move might intended a gown at

Pissed at all the bowels

Always the blues and a delicate smile

Missed all of the sideways gull and noun repeat once

Chills and petty band-aids

Wrapped around

I hate it repeat

Good grief

Repeat from the begining of the song