Time For Picnics

Grenade

Over and over.
You fall down and you go underground
Whispers and loners, time for picnics
Now I'm back, things are floating around

If today I leave you, then tomorrow I'll live on the clouds
Never being dumb, never fight the future
Now I'm crap , mild the sources around

I never should burn our life with signs
Lost in the crowd
Maybe someday you will find a better place
So pack up your things, wait for the train or leave this house

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