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The Xcerts In The Cold Wind We Smile

state. Confused state. They say I?m trying too hard This is home versus home A girl, a ghost and a telephone Will indicate this is where you belong, belong. Start your point, and we

I'm your new haircut Yeah I'm the open hole that burns down your neck and into your gut And now it's cold outside And your screams are loud And I'm trying

your best friend (?) But everything will change Everything will change Everything will change 'Cause everything will We have no purpose We are like (?) At least we can say where we are from (?) We