Washington, D.C. Songtext
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Drowning in scene
Of cars and concrete-
Foundations lost underground;
Violence I can't see.
Future shocked:
I can't believe
That my time belongs to me.
Piano strings and pretty things-
Psychos out on the street.
Of cars and concrete-
Foundations lost underground;
Violence I can't see.
Future shocked:
I can't believe
That my time belongs to me.
Piano strings and pretty things-
Psychos out on the street.
"Welcome home:
You're expendable!"
No, but I cannot believe:
In Washington, D.C.
There will be no dancing in the street.
You're expendable!"
No, but I cannot believe:
In Washington, D.C.
There will be no dancing in the street.
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