Pale Young Gentlemen

Pale Young Gentlemen - I Wasn't Worried songtekst

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They robbed an answer from the pockets
of the good old days. It was simple yp to
then. Now I hold the fire in a worried way.
I guard the fire from the wind.
I like to tell you that you're pretty, it
warms your face. And I am a winner
every time. Don't break my heart with
your common sense, don't throw my heart
against the wind.
I wasn't worried about it, but I watch it
closer now. I wasn't worried about it at all.
I wait for the moment and I wait for
the moment's cue, and I do the best
that I can. With my bellows out and a
comic grace I rob the pockets of our good
old days.
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