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We came we played we drifted away We came we played but it got away oh no What's happening to us? Well I'll just shut my eyes til we get back home Til we touch back down and keep playing dumb And I'm carving my own little master piece Go ahead cut deep but don't tell the boys I tried but now I can't feel a thing Just gagged and bound and clipped at the wings oh no What's happening to us? From Letras Mania