(With the words, or just...?)
I've been swept away
In a sea of elephants
And the devil's at my door
In a mask my best friend wore
And we talk til we get hoarse
Like we're even worth the voice
That we use to spout our ignorant views
I'm too confused
To write to you
And we froze out on the beach
And smoked while wondering
Why smiling friends were here
But they left and now I fear
That I will too, before the weekend is through
But I smiled when you were here
Then you left and now I fear
That I will too, before the weekend is through
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