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St. Petersburg
All of this time I've thought of nothing else You've got to realise We were punished first Our wounds are so plain Like words on the page My ideas have changed I've seen what happens next Ahh... You've come to reside In blue lines in walls This talk will never fix Our machine in the ground We tear at this Trying to express My ideas have changed I've seen what happens next Aus Songtexte Mania