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Текст песни
Someday I fear I will be rescued from the boredom line
With lack of memory, I fail to question why
With perfect sound, you bring me down, hey I'm not listening
You're through killing me with all your facts and late night therapy
Like "Paul's Boutique" on empty streets parked and
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