Doldrums
Atlas sound
Taking in the doldrums
How could we foresee
Terrible addictions
Houses that were out of reach
For me, from me
How could we foresee
Terrible addictions
Houses that were out of reach
For me, from me
Hey you got a story -
Would you trade with mine?
Stubborn paths to glory
Always two inches behind
Behind
Hey there is a story -
No one likes to tell
Yeah - it's the story
Of little boy
Who went through hell
If you have no reasons
To come here again
I may never see you
Remember your friend
(Your friend)
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