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You found failure
In the act of a song
That is luck, luck, luck
And a bad excuse is better than none
That is luck, luck, luck

A new found fence
We constructed from pens
The foundation was worn
By the eyes of the shore

And we didn't sleep
While the crows cackled our feet
But she spins incomplete
And the mind is just a memory

And it's luck

He drinks water from a plastic cup
That is luck, luck, luck
And you bath in branch
Pulled from each of us
That is luck, luck, luck

A fond farewell to the gravity of sound
We can blend in the crowd
Cut your hair, make mom proud

And there is a phrase
A watched man never plays
As we sit and we wait
For the end of the train

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