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Wooly MammothIn the summer, vicious summerThis is nothing like I thought it would look You say, "Who am I to blame?" "Who am I to blame?" Spill yourself at her feet Stamp me out flickering Can you remind me which are the ones that sting? They all look the same to me, Look the same to me Spill yourself at her feet Stamp me out flickering There's a sun rising Steady now Comfort me Big Sur swallowed, swallowed me alive You say, "Who am I to blame?" "Who am I to blame?" Spill yourself at her feet Stamp me out flickering There's a sun rising Steady now Comfort me |