♫ Baby, do you know what you wanna hear. 'Cause you can say the word, make it, oh so clear. We're all just searching for a sense of solidarity. To hold each other close and confiscate our destiny. I kept a bullet in the chamber for a rainy day. But what's the point in planning for it anyway? I've got too many colors for a shade of grey. And I can make it Autumn every single day. ♫

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