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"Memory plays its tricks on me In my mind's eye, I claim to see I'm losing every race I run, and Making misery out of fun
So Bulldose the new road then drop in, slash the beanbag chair You held me for so very long but no more, so, burn down the fireman's fare/flag"
then "I'm a little afraid of falling hard and free"
At least that's what I heard
"Memory plays its tricks on me In my mind's eye, I claim to see I'm losing every race I run, and Making misery out of fun
So Bulldose the new road then drop in, slash the beanbag chair You held me for so very long but no more, so, burn down the fireman's fare/flag"
then "I'm a little afraid of falling hard and free"
At least that's what I heard