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• Artiste: Small Town Sleeper
• Titre: Wishing Well
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Everything moves at its own pace. I'm getting used to falling on my face. My whole existence is a race, And I'm getting used to second place. Now it's time for the story to unfold. I re-live everything I've been told. The only thing I have is what's inside. I keep it in my pocket so I can Hide. Everyone wants to make a buck, But I need luck. Chorus: So when I see a wishing well Drop a penny what the hell. Maybe this time I won't have to Sell my soul for your sympathy. Every time we go through this, I look at you and you're who I miss. Better write a script for a new scene. Every time I try to feel my way, I bleed mistakes so you say. It seems that sleep is just a thought Because in my dreams I'm waking up. Now it's time for the story to unfold. I re-live everything I've been told. The only thing I have is what's inside. I keep it in my pocket so I can hide. Everyone wants to make a buck, But I need luck. Chorus: So when I see a wishing well Drop a penny what the hell. Maybe this time I won't have to Sell my soul for your sympathy. Every time we go through this, I look at you and you're who I miss. Better write a script for a new scene I need luck...