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Lyrics of my day…

12 January 2009 · Leave a Comment

Can’t you feel the shifting of the stale air?
He doesn’t care
Her vacant stare
Its getting so cold

Nowhere to go, nowhere to go
It’s getting so old

-Mates of State – ‘Help, Help’

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