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Casualties of Cool
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The Field
young boy, young son the game has begun feel it the pressure is on the outcome is dear from the adults you here ru run hustle and run
And if he falls god help us all the net is open and bare but we're all just kids trying to belong out for a breath of fresh air
the field is uneven the players disheartened the ball goes right over our heads Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
me i'm in the background playing with daisies dreaming of days spent in bed
we're all just kids walking it off as we run run hustle and fall
Mary spends the whole ride home crying her hands are frozen through to the bone
me i'm in the back seat watching the world pass me playing with the dew and the dust
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