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Could be the difference in our age
Been charged with reckless driving, oh and pardon our rage
Albeit, I know it, these fits are made of change
The skins, the texture of our page
Our nest of shredded paper strewn in our cage
Albeit, I know it, these fits are made of change
Albeit, I know it, these fits are made of change
