<Bright Eyes - Shell Game
Took the fireworks and the vanity
The circuit board and the city streets
Shooting star, swaying palm tree
Laid it at the arbiter's feet
If I could change my mind, change the paradigm
Prepare myself for another life
Forgive myself for the many times
I was cruel to something helpless and weak
But here it come, that heavy love
I'm never going to move it alone
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No, I don't want to play
It's a shell game, it's a shell game