Casualties of Cool flight

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And so it goes
The window left open
I find myself drawn
To the evening
Oh, throw me out
I'm already leaving
Oh, float me down
To my reaping
Paint the streets red
With my decision
Feed the pidgeons
With my collision
I am beyond all this
I wash my hands of it
This is my request
Wish me the best
This is my request
Wish me the best
Now I fall
Now I call
I'm colder
How much I miss you
How bad I miss you

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