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I make a mess
Then I stumbled on a holiness
Unfolding before us already in progress
'Cause it's just to arrive on the paths of those who strife
Relax, he who calls us has our backs
With tusks, a tail and [?]
Your body turned out like we never expected
[?] a snout, wet feet upon the route
We wake, can you walk for three years straight
Try to woo your mate
It's us on trails
[?] off the trails
That night [?] to be on our side
By learning, burning I will be surprised
In turning and turning we'll come around right