In the eyes of a man.
From my bullet-proof plan.
For all that I lack.
But I know that I'm coming back.
Sip from my bowl.
And I will do until I get old.
But trust that I'll stay.
If we've already been that way.
The beauty of uncertainty...
Ooh...
Ahh, ooh...
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