| Oh, William |
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| Wanna think that I’ll help you |
| Who am I trying to fool |
| Guess I’m going to hell |
| If karma comes to burn our souls |
| We’ll stop drop and roll |
| Oh William |
| Will you take us where you go |
| Armed with sticks and friends and fros |
| Guess we’ll hang out when you’re home |
| Sorta hope you save us soon |
| To be closer to more than we deserve |
| We’re domed but then what’s fair is fair call it in the air |
| Oh William |
| Will you take us where you go |
| Armed with sticks and friends and fros |
| Guess we’ll hang out when you’re home |
