Brush with the Wild - Grandaddy
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Brush with the Wild Lyrics
Forget the words, the pictures are nice
A dream of a girl who's somebody else's life
I'm trying a road that's dead on the end
That's how it goes, so copy and save and sendA brush with the wild, we were the best
It's all I recall, I forget the rest
I'll wait for a bus, on board in a plane
I'm insane
A brush with the wild, we were the best
It's all I can do, a beautiful mess
I'm making the call, my message is lame
I'm insane
We had a thing whatever it's called
And you were a dream, and I was a concrete wall
There's a fox in the snow, alone by a fence
But the fence's too tall, now it's making me all depressedA brush with the wild, we were the best
It's all I recall, I forget the rest
I'll wait for a bus, on board on a place
I'm insane
A brush with the wild, we were the best
It's all I can do, a beautiful mess
I'm making the call, my message is lame
I'm insane
I'm calling you now, my message is lame
I'm insane
I'm missing you now, my message is lameMy message is lame
I'm insane
I'm insane
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