Black Kites
Black Kites - February 2nd lyrics
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Repetition beating down Taking its toll on me One season ends nothing will change stress is still stress no matter the name Wake up each morning with a choice pre-made Go through the motions afraid of change Can someone please tell me what day is it? They have all blended together they are all the same And they train us so you can train us and what do we get? Nothing They set this trap and we've fallen