Valentiger

All i

Valentiger
I'm looking for all my friends
Who are looking at the dirty floor with no end
To slide through the wasted time
To own a good, clean fight

Now I'm looking to all my friends
Looking down the dirty dead ends
But I'm floating off my chair
And into nowhere again

So, glasses clink like shackles
We're all bound to crack like we're plaster

Now I'm looking to end these strange
Things that I have made for you
But I'm floating off my chair
And into nowhere again

I'm looking at all I've been
Looking at the dirty floor with no end
But I'm floating off my chair
And back to where I began

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