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Those were the days ask the dust on the road ask the cobwebs in my room in east st. paul two thousand miles seems a long way to go to find out that i can't make it alone I know I'm fucked this heart's so heavy, ambition broken up it's been good, it's close yeah but it's not enough be glad you're not me, so I refill the cup burst of applause as the clown gets dragged by the cuffs twin city lights ten thirty inbound flight find out what's left make right punch through the winter night From Letras Mania