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Krusin [ˈkruɕin] is a village in the administrative district of Gmina Lisewo, within Chełmno County, Kuyavian-Pomeranian Voivodeship, in north-central Poland. more »

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Yeah, this one's for you

Things ain't been the same since you went away
Drinking, smoking Jane, tryna hold my faith
Gotta find my way, the world will never wait
I'm living off the strength of my glory days
Never chasing liquor, I be chasing fate
Lusting after trophies I was meant to take
I always do it now, I wasn't meant to wait
I wish I truly saw your face back in them Quarry days

Keep it together, ain't no point in you
Losing the shit you hold close
They call me they brother and then they go ghost
They just like our daddy, if I wasn't happy
Then why would I make 'em a toast
That's a question I ask myself often
I'm aloft in the smoke I get lost in it
My head is a cloud, I'm caught in a storm
I'm wearing my hoodie, the water is warm
It's probably vapor, if God has a form
I'm clutching this medal I won in a war
She float on my scarring, it make me want more
And I cannot risk it, I'm far too abrasive
Way too dismissive, I'm always talking so I never listen
Maybe the signs have been there and I missed them

Yeah, things ain't been the same since you went away
Drinking, smoking Jane, trying to hold my faith
Gotta find my way, the world will never wait
And I'm living off the strength of my glory days
Now I'm never chasing liquor, I be chasing fate
Then I'm lusting after trophies I was meant to take
But I always do it now, I wasn't meant to wait
And I wish I saw your face back in them Quarry days

Them days of glory, they done passed us
Do it now, I don't got no faith in afters
In this story, ain't no masters
I was always chasing the results of practice
I can't get trapped back in the glory days
Before I know it, I'll finish the first 48
I never prepared for the stormy days
But I'm prepared for the storm we raised
I wash away the sins that I've gathered
The spiritual soap with the lather
I've atoned in like 40 ways
And for the praise I've played 'would you rather?'
But I would rather be adorned with rays of light than shards of darkness
I felt the call of heartless
But my all is artist
So unless my all is artless, it felt catharsis
When I drop, the market is still my target
It holds my happy ever after
Until I die, it's laughter

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