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My mother said to me that I would get in trouble
our father won't come home cause he is seeing double.
Our windy endless spring, your eyes are so misleading
that's when your car pulls up, it's hood is black and gleaming
A little wine, you stole a smile
the earth is wild, you've got not time.
Wild in our ways, what will you make it
heartless to say, go on pretending...
One chance to fall behind, the lines that would not let you
can I believe in how the past is what will cath you.
A little wine, you stole a smile
the earth is wild, you've got not time.
Wild in our ways, what will you make it
heartless to say, go on pretending...