Washer
Washer - Chowderhead lyrics
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When it’s over Will the gods be kind to you I doubt it World turns over Indifferent to your breakthroughs I doubt it Absent recourse Comfort sought in solitude I noticed in my eye A twitch began to cry Myth of an independent life All myself is tied To a people and a sky An arbitrary web of light All myself is tied
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