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Fugazi - Stacks lyrics
This time is real, I feel it passing through the telephone, No one is home now, No one is home. These stacks, They keep me down, So I build some more. America is just a word but I use it. Language keeps me locked and repeating. This time is real, I see it passing by the avenue, Nothing to do now, There's nothing to do. I see them spinning on, So I spin out. America is just a word but i use it. Language keeps me locked and repeating. |
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