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Fix The Power
The power goes down
the candles come out
they flicker in the middle
as the shadows , dance about, .
The flame
it gets low
it's a shame
I'm on my own ,
there's a breezy
sound
as the tree's
they frown on down ,
they fold their branches
in full armed surround ,
I sit and I watch this
I'm really bored now,
imagination , overtime
shadows waving , their doing fine
the candles fading
I'll soon be blind
not much more can I take
of this , a big bind ,
for fucks sake , get the power back
fix the break , before I finally crack .
the candles come out
they flicker in the middle
as the shadows , dance about, .
The flame
it gets low
it's a shame
I'm on my own ,
there's a breezy
sound
as the tree's
they frown on down ,
they fold their branches
in full armed surround ,
I sit and I watch this
I'm really bored now,
imagination , overtime
shadows waving , their doing fine
the candles fading
I'll soon be blind
not much more can I take
of this , a big bind ,
for fucks sake , get the power back
fix the break , before I finally crack .
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