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Artiste:
New Order
Titre:
Sub-culture
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I like walking in the park When it gets late at night I move round in the dark And leave when it gets light I sit around by day Tied up in chains so tight These crazy words of mine So wrong they could be right What do I get out of this I always try, I always miss One of these days you'll go back to your home You won't even notice that you are alone One of these days when you sit by yourself You'll realise you can't shaft without someone else In the end you will submit It's got to hurt you a little bit I like talking in my sleep When people work so hard They need what they can keep A choice that leaves them scarred A view without a room Unveils the truth so soon And when the sun goes down You've lost what you had found What do I get out of this I always try, I always miss One of these days you'll go back to your home You won't even notice that you are alone One of these days when you sit by yourself You'll realise you can't shaft without someone else In the end you will submit It's got to hurt you a little bit What do I get out of this I always try, I always miss One of these days you'll go back to your home You won't even notice that you are alone One of these days when you sit by yourself You'll realise you can't shaft without someone else In the end you will submit It's got to hurt you a little bit What do I get out of this I always try, I always miss One of these days you'll go back to your home You won't even notice that you are alone One of these days when you sit by yourself You'll realise you can't shaft without someone else In the end you will submit It's got to hurt you a little bit What do I get out of this I always try, I always miss One of these days you'll go back to your home You won't even notice that you are alone