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Was running outta steam then the cigs stole pace
Was going too slow to even pull brakes
Wasn't nothing to show for on this full plate
Whole weight nothing, Atlas, roll blades
Whole lot'a nothing going on behind this dull face
Been in this old cage, digging like mole caves
Don't matter what the toll say. Watch the coals blaze
As I burn bridges to stay warm on cold days
Lost my precious, that regrettable perfect
Can't even remember when my head isn't hurting
The moment our eyes touched was a special occurrence
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Wisington Ways still getting slept on in 2013?