Lyrics - Foofighters
I'm not around that much, runningExhausted and lostIf it could be undoneWill it have costed?It's taught and lost
Blowing away we stray, wiltedExalted, at faultWhat if the day had stayed in bedThese baubles, we've broughtAt fault
After the bliss has long endedThis caution, this faultGive me a breeze that's long-windedAccosted, adult, arrested
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