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drowning in waters of reality
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[so still, so dark over Europe
and I ride down the highway 101,
by the sid
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so still, so dark over Europe
and I ride down the highway 101,
by the side
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so still, so dark over Europ
and I ride down the highway 101,
by the side
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so still, so dark over europe
and I ride down the highway 101
by the side
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and I'm talking to myself again
and it's so damn cold it's just not true
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this could be my last regress, the last exit for the lost.
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between the spaces, along the wall
appearing faces that disappear at dawn
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between the spaces
along the wall
appearing faces
that disappear at dawn
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