Оригинален текст
The train rises up out of the dark
Above the boarded up boulevards
And burnt out cars
But save your sympathy
Conceal your fear
Pretend you got no feelings to feel
Life is making a mouse of you
The other window has a nicer view
The train rises up out of the dark
Above the boarded up boulevards
And burnt out cars
But save your sympathy
Conceal your fear
Pretend you got no feelings to feel
Life is making a mouse of you
The other window has a nicer view