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A Great Big Pile Of Leaves
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Moving In Slow
Stumbling, And having trouble holding up my head. Flickering dots, I got up too fast again. Didn't see it coming, Lost in the television. All taste is tasteless, When you're worrying about your death.
Where did I go?
We're missing the seasons! Worrying about the traffic, Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And accurate predictions of weather conditions. Travel by speeding, And grow tall but stop growing. All taste is tasteless, When you're worrying about your death.
Where did I go?
Where did I go? Moving in slow.
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