Nuclear Woman - Labyrinths | Текст песни

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skein of our life
childhood well is dry
breadcrumb trail to a pension -
consolation prize in the end
my colonels
they can celebrate

whether you wanted this
official existence?
this cell nothing suggests
no wild images
which i saw in my dreams
labyrinths of useless things

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