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well it starts with one thing
turns into a weekend project
imagine one wing
on the side of an aeroplane
well i wish u were here
counting the wrinkles in ur brain
well i wish u were here
u keep the stereo loud
in case it goes down again
u got spirit, don’t u kid?
one lie’s a thorn in my side again
u got spirit, don’t u kid?
suddenly august turns to may and june
a new year soon
we spin around the sun till it’s over
I got soul but I’m not a soldier
(please don’t sue me)
