hit the ground.
still around.
another crash in time.
and you are a pass-a-by.
like on purpose, oohh...
might fall down.
not my frown.
I'm sick of candle-lights.
'cause you are a pass-a-by.
Back up, back up, like on purpose, I am reserved as we...
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