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Silverchair Tomorrow Ep

Falls down slowly, Seeps into the ground, Isn't just flowing water, Won't stop until your brain is found. Seeps into your little green eyes, 'til

to go straight down. There's no bathroom, and there is no sink. The water out of the tap is very, hard to drink, Very hard to drink. You, wait 'til tomorrow You, wait 'til tomorrow