Dust blows in little whorls,
Collects in drifts on the hardword floor.
And you shook up my world,
with the name you shamed,
the name you shamed me with.

And it's a shame that you can't come,
We go downhill so fast in the night

I'm going off like a wet firecracker,
you never know when i might explode.
Look out!

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