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Chumbawamba - Smalltown lyrics
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 |
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