I've seen enough
It's been long and cold
We all have our breaking points
But you can't grow old
I'm going away
Myself, I need to forget
Leaves are crushing on the ground with every step
Wait 'til tomorrow
There's no telling how
It's gonna be
I've got an axe
Grinding in my head
I wanted her, but got myself instead
How many flash
In this precious pan
I can't notice anything
From where we stand
Wait 'til tomorrow
There's no telling
How it's gonna be
And you know it's true now
And you know it's true now

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