.Slowly, the albatross comes down.
And witless, his body meets the ground.
And like him I find peace,
Like him I get release,
As the bastard son of all that's turned out wrong.
Well, you've got a lot to tease me about,
well, I'm just lucky, I guess.
Ain't nobo.
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