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No one makes a loop around me
No one round here makes a decision
No one makes a loop around me
Everybodys trying to leave
Millions left this place before us
Now we all want to leave also
Restless angels fall on a slide
Leading ot the doon thats before them
I have seen that feelings cant wait
To arise
Icicles are flames in this city
Everything is what it is not
Each thing diametrically opposed to itself
I cant wait for life