Small Brown Bike My own Disaster Letras:I was lost in these last few years.
Drag these bones to our graves.
I was lost in the future we had.
A cease-fire agreement for now.
Clocks and calendars scream
at me, mocking time.
Me and everyone spend our
days, walking lines.
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Creeping back through the latest escape.
Do you remember it's me?
Can you forget the grief?
Let's remove the tanks.
Let's call back the troops.
Comfort and control.
It's unwinding me.
I can't change any faster.
I can't stop my own disaster.
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