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• Artiste: Morning Fuzz
• Titre: Contra
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Desires come and go We wash our hands clean Imaginary roles we casted in our dreams Afraid to get old I get lost in that Dr. Seuss Some days we move slow Like the west side to Hollywood We can run and run and run and run Our destinations have its tolls Still a waze away, away, away The gravel is eating up our souls Low light, we shake in the cold Its Christmas time again But it don’t feel the same Excitement and the smells Are buried in the change Afraid to get old We are living in our comic books Some days we move slow Like the west side to Hollywood From far away, faded light Gets me through the darkest nights Chasing ghosts through past and time They run away, our legs are tired We can run until our legs give out and sink Trail away don’t look back and never miss a thing We can turn And hope that time don’t catch up then And we can stay for a while and then It will come back to me when we’re older And we will fade away on the shoulder