I'm coming around the bend
Been a long time on the
I drew a curtain across your face
Put the lid on
Well, the wind is howling through my soul
As we take
You drag this ball and chain
Across the desert plain
You build
We love tinsel town
Plastic fantastic
I can feel it when you
When you're twenty-five
So alive
All the world comes crashing
Down on you
Takin
Gotta tell ya, I don't know what, where or when
Just
Hot in my head, heard what you said
It's fresh in
We knew It was coming down
We knew it had to
A postcard from paradise
Delivered by mortal hands
X marks the spot
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