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作曲 : Bradford Cox |
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I was in the pine scented photograph, |
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laying on the cold ground. |
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And the boundary was spreading like disease. |
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Like disease. |
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And there were no boundaries left to cross |
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Only the space imagined from due discourse. |
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I was in the boundary |
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Abducted by border guards in the back country roads. |
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Back country roads. |
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Back. |
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And there were no |
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No atmospheric devices. |
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There were no... bombed out |
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And the basement was so moldy and wet. |
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Mildew spread like spiderwebs on these back back back country roads. |
