I’ve seen into the blackest pit which receives all light and gives back none.
I used to be all about having a little fun.
I took a lot of chances, lost a lot of face, bounced around a lot of places, didn’t leave a trace.
I could tell you tales, I could tell you facts, but nothing tells a story like a bluesy soundtrack.
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