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There are four white walls In every damn hotel A light by the bed Stains on the floor And it's here i will wait out the storm Killing time on the fringes again Before the living Before the living There are big trucks that wind And i trade them for hours Side by side we pass through towns That we'll never see And it's here i will wait out the storm Killing time on the fringes again Before the living Before the living There are red velvet seats In the windowless rooms A curtain to draw And faces to please And it's here i will wait out the storm SongtexteKilling time on the fringes again Before the living Before the living (Merci à sylvain pour cettes paroles) Aus Songtexte Mania