Lyrics:
the same mistakes, I still have to try I'm happily living in a Yeatsian gyre Hoping it'll never expire Chasing perfume and prose Wrapping up the fire hose
the same mistakes, I still have to try I'm happily living in a Yeatsian gyre Hoping it'll never expire Chasing perfume and prose Wrapping up the fire hose
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