LOST
You might be a big fish
In a little pond,
Doesn’t mean you’ve won
‘Cause along may come
A bigger one
And you’ll be lost,
Every river that you tried to cross,
Every gun you ever held went off
Oh and I’m just waiting 'til the firing stopped
Oh and I’m just waiting ‘til the shine wears off
In a little pond,
Doesn’t mean you’ve won
‘Cause along may come
A bigger one
And you’ll be lost,
Every river that you tried to cross,
Every gun you ever held went off
Oh and I’m just waiting 'til the firing stopped
Oh and I’m just waiting ‘til the shine wears off
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