Is this our song now
Is this the dance we do alone
Is this the part we wipe out from our life
These are the days waiting
Our lovers
Are playing dead
we mean you no harm love
Hey man the witch is coming home
This is the finest spring weve known
How dare you speak to her
You basic
Unkempt silly little boy
You're such a basic little boy
I'm sure you meant us no harm
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