Once we talked much
About Universe and drugs
And the sense of life.
While we were climbing up
the trees outside. Around my house.
No, I don't feel fine.
We're just like dead deer
in your headlights, We don't have enough
life in our eyes.
We're just like dead deer
in your headlights, We don't have enough
life in our eyes.
We don't sleep well.
We don't mind.
It's going to rain
And we're far from home.
Like bugs(?) and flies
We're not careful and almost blind
There's no guiding light
We're just like dead deer
in your headlights, We don't have enough
life in our eyes.
We're just like dead deer
in your headlight, We don't have enough
life in our eyes.
We're just like dead deer
in your headlights, We don't have enough
life in our eyes.
We're just like dead deer
in your headlights, We don't have enough
life in our eyes.

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