Useless

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Lyrics

Well...
 Wine may be a mocker
 and beer may be a brawler
 but we are all fools.
 It's useless, useless, all of this is useless,
 useless, useless, lets chase after the wind.
 You may be a banker and I might be a bard.
 You might be a lawyer but we all got it hard.
 What does all this mean in anyways?
 What does it mean in the end?
 It's useless, useless, all of this is useless, useless, useless, lets chase after the wind.
 I have planed the biggest of plans.
 I laid them all down so carefully.
 What does all this mean in anyways?
 What does it mean in the end?
 It's useless, useless, all of this is useless, useless, useless, lets chase after the wind

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Song Details

Duration
02:35
Key
7
Tempo
61 BPM

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