Dream to sleep out in the dark, to the kind, a fragile heart
And I'm too young to be tired, give on, don't prove me wrong
And I'm too young to be tired, give on, don't prove me wrong
Why would I even try? Like some perfection sky, just call and drinking wine
Pride, we're feeling fine, oh, how can I feel alright?
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The Practice Of Joy Before Death
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