What did the night end with? All I recall is everyone wasted.
I've got this dirt feeling in my bones that I am not the innocent.
Can you imagine all of his thoughts? They must be frightening.
There must be a lot he wants to earn but he's not so lucky.
He lays there wishing to wake up as if it's a dream.
This is who you are, you cannot pretend. You're lucky you're not dead so just go with the wind. Careful who you are because in an instant it's ripped away.
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