Against the fallen will,
Don't slow down, don't slow down.
Negates the need for me,
To try dampen all the glow,
Denied the rest of it. With ever changing things,
Don't slow down, don't slow down. If ever you could think to know.
The temper, always
The temper,
Knows that, it's wasted. Means that you dont hold out for,
Through lack of confidence
I seem to redefine,
My sympathy, that isnt me.
So take a hold on what we do.
Don't slow down, don't slow down
Embedded once or twice, To change what could be mine.
And wait up late to send you home. Don't slow.
The temper, always
Knows that, it's wasted.
The temper,
My sympathy, that isnt me.Means that you dont hold out for,.
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