paroles de chanson Finer Days - Smog
Granted
passage
Into
the
finer
days
How
I
got
here
I
do
not
know
And
if
it
were
all
to
disappear
I
would
not
know
how
to
return
And
all
of
my
old
friends
Want
me
to
stay
down,
down,
down
With
them
I
could
extend
them
a
hand
But
they
would
only
pull
it
off
In
their
grasp
In
their
power
So
I
find
myself
Isolated
Isolated
in
these
fine,
fine
days
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