This Misery Garden - Crowded Hallway | Текст песни

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• This Misery Garden
• Crowded Hallway

step outside the box
figure out the picture
my head is chaos
my hell will break through

It's an easy way out of this hole
I make my way through the crowded hallway
a sample of vibration (Chorus)

live the remaining time

we're made of the same print
always dreamed of the unknown
that's all we are made for

(Chorus)

the underworld; dying's for fools

(Chorus)

I'm from somewhere else, somewhere you don't know

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