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                        Текст (слова) песни: Days Of The New -  Phobics of Tragedy
  Nothing is real when youre talkin
  I dont believe what Im watchin
  Shelter me til its over
  Of what you want to believe
  Im afraid of what I see and
  What I see is everything
  Shelter me with my own hands
  And with my hands I will depend
  God I dont know what to say
  Everything is in my way
  Get up and deal with the pain
  Drowning your mind in the way
  Let me sleep
  Ill let you sleep
  Put on your mind frame
  Take off your mind
  Put on your heart
  Im going down stream
  Not the same (same ol saying)
     
 
  
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