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• Artiste: Paris Paloma
• Titre: Escape Pod
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There was confusion And there were flames I had always felt the fire call my name But this was different I could taste the fear And the sweet release, as the end of all drew near I will never understand why Why They shot me off a dying planet In a tin-sized escape pod There was room only for a bed and porthole That I watched my home explode from The com-link's open, but there's no one Tuned in on the other side Why did I deserve to live? Did I just deserve to watch them die Oh why did I? Oh why did I? In those first hours No one heard me Scream at the hateful, cold eternity And I have been floating Ever since then With nobody but the darkness as my friend And if they had asked me I wouldn't have agreed That it was the right thing when they Shot me off a dying planet In a tin-sized escape pod There was room only for a bed and porthole That I watched my home explode from The com-link's open, but there's no one Tuned in on the other side Why did I deserve to live? Did I just deserve to watch them die Oh why did I? They shot me off a dying planet In a tin-sized escape pod