Things go wrong when I trust them
In my naive way, I love them
Like you told me to love them
I abide by man-made rules
And I'm a picture of all fools
I have a border of white clues
I use the formulae of everyday
In the floods, I'll stay and get washed away
People talk in nothing
With a reverence in a something
And my heart beats on with indifference
To their lessons of attrition
I'm a picture of all fools
I have a border of white clues
I use the formulae of everyday
In the floods, I'll stay and get washed away
Formulae of everyday
In the floods, I'll stay and get washed away
(Formulae of everyday)
(In the floods, I'll stay and get washed away)
Formulae of everyday
In the floods, I'll stay and get washed away
Formulae of everyday
In the floods, I'll stay and-
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