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UTOPIA
Dusty warehouses, misconceptions sprayed on walls.
The hammer of the gods has broken the town's heart.
Housewives whisper tales of heroes over the washing lines.
New clothes, new man.
Trade in the towns dignity for happiness so we can dance on the gold paved streets with convicts alike.
Looking for love under the kitchen sink, rumour has it directions are pinned to her heart, Utopia.
The hammer of the gods has broken the town's heart.
Housewives whisper tales of heroes over the washing lines.
New clothes, new man.
Trade in the towns dignity for happiness so we can dance on the gold paved streets with convicts alike.
Looking for love under the kitchen sink, rumour has it directions are pinned to her heart, Utopia.
Published 25th Mar 2013
| Edited 2nd Sep 2013
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