Bush- Cold Contagious. A live performance of a great, great song.
Wherever you are you will always carry truth of the scars and the darkness of your faith.
Slowly move on, it all went wrong- how did we get to here.
It all went wrong, gravity claiming all your tears.
Everything looks so much better now.
You will get yours.
You have no right to ask me now.
You were never that around.
I have missed reality day-trips and your suit me suit me ways.
Turn out the light switch.
We've been awake for days and no ones coming around here no more.
You will get yours.
You have no right to calm me down.
You were never that around...
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