Rain or peels against saucy weather
Rain or peels against broken bonbons
There ain't no peels against assholes
There ain't no peels for to save ourselves
Crazy times
We're those behind
They just mess up your mind
There ain't no cure for a bad, bad music
There ain't no cure for a bad taste
There ain't no cure for nostalgia
There was no cure for anemone
Crazy times
We're those behind
They just mess up your mind
There ain't no birds who bring back the dead
There ain't no birds to bring back the dead
Left in the end
There ain't no words
For me to say
There ain't no words
No need to pray
Crazy times
Where those behind
They just mess up your mind
Crazy times
Where those behind
They just mess up your mind
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