Some day you will find me, caught beneath the landslide, in a champagne supernova in the sky.People believe that they're gonna get away for the summer, but you and I, we live and die.The world's still spinning round, we don't know why, why?
How many special people change?How many lives are living strange?Where were you while we were getting high?while we were getting high?
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