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• Artiste: Second-hand Furniture
• Titre: This Town Is Killing Me
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My only friend is my bed I could sleep 'til I'm dead Twenty-four hours in a dark tunnel Floating away in a daydream-funnel Soon this time is over No more gray, sad sky above me This town is killing me I just can't find a way to flee All the birds are quiet My soul ends up in a riot And so it will remain Until I see the sun Here comes the rain again Causes some pain again A pile of leaves covers my shoes Spending the weekend with some booze Soon this time is over No more gray, sad sky above me This town is killing me I just can't find a way to flee All the birds are quiet My soul ends up in a riot And so it will remain Until I see the sun So tired and so worn out All I want is to shout Take my away from this terrible place Oh my God, look at my face Soon this time is over No more gray, sad sky above me This town is killing me I just can't find a way to flee All the birds are quiet My soul ends up in a riot And so it will remain Until I see the sun