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this pomo is dangerousthe basement is filled with dusthaven't been moving muchthat's real dangerouswaiting for this to comejust draining and feeling numbstruggling for change stillthis forest the town fillsthis basement's a real draghoisting the white flagwaiting for this to comeexplaining and feeling dumbpomo is dangerousbasement is filled with dusthaven't been moving muchso and so's gonna beit's fall in the spring timearen't you glad that it doesn't feel likespring in the fallinga long winter ahead would be waiting foryou in the winterthen you'd wish that it felt like fallSongtexteyou wish that it felt like fallyou wish that it feels likethis dust is a real dragthe basement is so sadit seems that what we hadshoulda been more gladthe dream woulda moved backthe dust in a time lapsethe dark and the mismatchthe feeling that we're trappedafter the innocenceto live in remembrancethe dream doing late nightsdistilling the dead daythe wanting to get awaythe sadness to go backthe feeling that we're trappedi'd like to get that backit's fall in the spring timearen't you glad that it doesn't feel likespring in the fallinga long winter ahead would be waiting foryou in the winterthen you'd wish that it felt like fallyou wish that it felt like springwould you take anything?i'll take anythingoh, i'll take anythingi'll take anything, ohwith the daily facewith the saintly graceand the angry macein this angry daysand the drawn down shadesin the basement mazewith a look of crazesbook of maysand this angry macearen't you amazingwith drawn down shadesand the saintly facewith the saintly graceon the ancient graysand those drawn down daysof the drawn down shades Aus Songtexte Mania