Tiredness fuels empty thoughts
I find myself disposed
Brightness fills empty space
I search of inspiration
Harder now with higher speed
Washing in on top of me
So I look to my eskimo friend
I look to my eskimo friend
I look to my eskimo friend
When I’m down, down, down..
Rain it wets muddy roads
I find my self esposed
Tapping doors, but irritate
In search of destination
Harder now with higher speed
Washing in on top of me
So I look to my eskimo friend
I look to my eskimo friend
I look to my eskimo friend
When I’m down~~~
When I’m down, down, down.
When I’m down, down, down.
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