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• Artiste: Depressive Age
• Titre: Innocent In Detention
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Oh how I hate the leader's voice A prisoner like me Quick looks through the window show me Gas towers in the dawn They seem to hang about the prison wall Seem to hang about the prison wall And when the columns marching To the place where we work so hard Out in the cold, I am so tired This wintertime has no end The sound of the boots is always there It keeps waking me up The short hair that I wear is frozen in the wind And my brain feels the same My moves electrified by rail track work all day I'm longing to kill the time I blame you for my misery This little, little misery I don't fear the tears that gather in my head They mean the sadness of this place I laugh and wonder about the good things deep within me Oh just a little misery And when the columns marching from the place we work Out in the cold I am so tired The sound of the boots is always there If keeps waking me up I blame you for my misery This little, little misery, I don't fear the tears that gather in my head They mean the sadness of this place I laugh and wonder about the good things deep within me Oh just a little misery I blame you for my misery This little, lithe misery A few years later lurking in my dreams Winter, pounding from the boots At every step they take a smell of gas and coal Under the command of stupid guards