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Pasel
03:02
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the clouds can roll on we can still toast to the sun, we can still chase our unspoken dreams. hope seems so bleak I will try to find, my own way out of this mess. truth is I'm drifting, seeking the end of time. I hope this song finds you well, my voice is sore from singing all these words to you.
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Sputnik Sweetheart
03:26
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moments pass and we try to grasp it with our hands but it crumbles like the sand. so tangible and wry. things that meant so much to me seems so little now. and when February comes I'll be alone again. so alone. call off the search I've gone away. I don't want to be found.
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