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Lyricist: Grandaddy
Lyrics:
Birds come
And then they go
Yeah, I traded laughs
In for charts and graphs
But all that's only fun
Until evening comes
Your guess is good as mine
As to just what kind
Of trouble I might find
Tonight out of my
My mind
My mind
My mind
My mind
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