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Guess you dreams always end.
They dont rise up, just descend,
But I dont care anymore,
Ive lost the will to want more,
Im not afraid not at all,
I watch them all as they fall,
But I remember when we were young.
Those with habits of waste,
Their sense of style and good taste,
Of making sure you were right,
Hey dont you&n
They dont rise up, just descend,
But I dont care anymore,
Ive lost the will to want more,
Im not afraid not at all,
I watch them all as they fall,
But I remember when we were young.
Those with habits of waste,
Their sense of style and good taste,
Of making sure you were right,
Hey dont you&n
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Guess you dreams always end.
They dont rise up, just descend,
But I dont care anymore,
Ive lost the will to want more,
Im not afraid not at all,
I watch them all as they fall,
But I remember when we were young.
Those with habits of waste,
Their sense of style and good taste,
Of making sure you were right,
Hey dont you&n
