Stoney - Wanderlust | Текст песни

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Go to trust
your wanderlust.
Sow your wild oats,
if you must.
Taste it all,
and take the fall.
Then look at me like I don't know
that hope is cruel,
and there is nothing you can do
but wait.
You'll make it through.

No humble pie
for puppy eyes.
It falls to pieces,
I'll act surprised.
You prodigal,
you lost control.
But I won't say I told you so
cos hope is cruel,
and there is nothing you can do,
but wait.
And I'll wait.
And you'll make it through.

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