Paroles de Born In the Wild
Parking lot, shoulder seasonI'm hunkered down another evening
A thought, a celebration
The stories told in combination
It's cold, isolation
Safety's warmth is insulation
Numbers game extinction
We've heard enough to pay attention
Well have you noticed a thing at all?
Bored to pieced, what a shame
It's your decision, so they say
All erased
We've heard enough to pay attention
Well have you noticed a thing at all?
Bored to pieced, what a shame
It's your decision, so they say
All erased
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