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Альбом
Текст песни
Vacuum. Not even a court room. Just me in a small room, that has become a tomb.
Converted. Disadvantaged. Nothing granted. Will they ever get my message?
And how soon will I have to think when allowed to? Lonely in this commune.
Given away. Giving them names. I hoped you were with me. The world is far too busy now.
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