Got my favourite pair of crepes on
The ones with golden
We made amends but nothing's mended
As what I gave can
When things have been said so many times
You repeat back
The small divides along the sides of rulers always amazed
Boy in love, I wish that I was Meaulnes
Look above
I'm ripping your posters off the wall
I'm moving the boxes
On city streets you need to
Be careful who you speak
Living without reason, dwarfed, alone, imprisoned
Wondering why I'm here at
Once more just before I'm leaving
Torn on the platform
Once more
So small, oh, so small are we
By we, I mean
When we die, when we die
When we die, when we
be the one (x10)
the stage was set for me to
I fell in love at a tender age
Just before
It seems to me, there's something right,
In celebrating the end
i will never understand the pain
that i've tried so hard
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