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Front 242 - Least Inkling

There's no use fighting
I try to remain Unappalled
There's no use fighting
It leaves me provisionally quiet and cold

A sinking feeling
Is swiftly growing
I didn't have the least inkling
Of the plot they were weaving

Autor: Anonim
Zaakceptowane przez: amorphous
Wysłano: 2007-08-17
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