| Hindsight |
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Three wasted years, standing still
As you opened up, 18 miles wide
On this country drive
I can't keep up
'cause you're so far gone
And it's all too much hindsight
Three wasted years, wasting time
As the hunger pains grow inside
I can't keep up
'cause you're so far gone
And it's all too much hindsight
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