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I wonder if I'll ever find that place
House after house after house after house
They've been nothing but unfeeling cages and tombs
Is there really nowhere for me to go
On this microscopic speck spinning in the vacuum of space?
House after house after house after house
They've been nothing but unfeeling cages and tombs
Is there really nowhere for me to go
On this microscopic speck spinning in the vacuum of space?
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