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In my pit I spin And the wind starts blowing Spin once more Try it again No way a coinicedence Somehow I look years ahead At myself looking at myself And I wonder CHORUS Man, that was long ago Wonder who could ride there now Grass seemed greener when I was cleaner Now it's kinda dry Now it's kinda dry Not your place to say Reality is not for me Cut suckin' grass I'm bored New words for me today I was a young, yes I, had a little sense Now it's gone, don't know why I try to pretend Sick of the lawns I mow Letras de cancionesReally put me in bad shape Why can't I Lay down and die Forget the stones I scraped CHORUS From Letras Mania