No more magic
These secret pills
Tell my secrets
To everyone else
Now we're coming down
Around
I will this way again
So far so fast distance past
I will this way again
Can you read
Between the lines
This crimson clover
Is turning over
So many more leaves
Grieve
I will this way again
So far so fast distance past
I will this way again
No more magic
Between the lines
This crimson clover
Tells my secrets
Now we're coming down
Grieve
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