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the wetfinger operation - unreleased falling apart 5m : 56sec i
wake up in the middle of the night
here in this dismail wood i don't have any memories where i'm from? and what i did? my only certainty is that this ain't my world i wasn't born here pretend you here just to hangin' around pretend you here just to fallin' apart i'm more and more convinced that this ain't my world i don't be able to feel at home today i've began my track i know i must do it i don't know the way but i'm sure this is the right way pretend you here just to hangin' around pretend you here just to fallin' apart now i'm here my past is lost and i can't come back pretend you here just to hangin' around pretend you here just to fallin' apart
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