A new song with the same old chorus/Gets worse if you sing along.../Four words, things are getting scary/And oh, these days are dragging on.
Cracked lips, but the air is heaven/Won't lie, pulled it from inside/Blue skin, but it doesn't matter/It's cold and the hail keeps coming down...
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