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Chumbawamba » Smalltown |
And every morning comes too soon All your nights are sleepless Poison arrows to ruin your tomorrows
Below suspicion Cafes full of people dressed as spies And all I know is guilt for being different
It's always raining stones There's a killer in the home In a small town Everybody looks the same
There are unwritten rules Unspoken words Should I pack my fear and go?
I have to leave somehow Before they run me out of town I have to leave somehow
And every morning comes too soon All your nights are sleepless Poison arrows to ruin your tomorrows
There are unwritten rules Unspoken words Should I pack my fear and go?
I have to leave somehow Before they run me out of town I have to leave somehow
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ez dago lyrics honetako bideoa ez da. Gehi dezakezu, beheko estekan klik eginez.
[+ Gehitu bideo bat +]
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Iruzkinak... |
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