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Well I know, you don't know the reason
And it's cold, a sign of the season
'cause you're old, and battered and beaten
And we'll grow, 'til we hit the ceiling

Chorus
Yeah, well I'll be better, get away
Send a letter, bombs away
You're covered in my skin
I couldn't imagine anyone else
I'm off for the weekend
I couldn't imagine why you would save yourself

Verse 2
Well it's gone and it's not returning
And your clothes and pictures are burning
'cause you're old, and battered and beaten
And we'll grow, 'til we hit the ceiling

Chorus