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i'd trade these four walls and these curtains without thinking inside air can't compare to this town in the summertime it's hard to focus there's this constant sound like t.v. only worse it's low and dull but always there my fear of failure keeps me standing still (until now) i'll pull this off someday they took the best part of our neighborhood Songtexteand made it like the rest lifeless, flat, and so ugly we can't see anything in whole some can't see anything at all we can't see past the walls we put up right before ourselves Aus Songtexte Mania