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was about to tell the truth but it turned into something different that made all my pursuits lead down scaperoutes I never wanted from the first ticket to the last rejected would equal haunted always wanted to be a hole without the ass a glow without a past could've been a long ago afternoon could've been someone who came close enough to bring misfortune did I hear a sigh Well, I don't mind don't we all pull, drag a darkening bored past behind from the first ticket to the last I always knew you'd manage to trace some of the damage back to this back to me could've been a long, low humming out of tune Letras de cancionesmoving slowly across the room could be the best and worst in me agreed to follow, to take it on could've been a long, low humming out of tune moving slowly from room to room could be the best and worst in me agreed to follow, to take it on From Letras Mania