Текст (слова) песни: Robert Pollard - Men Who Create Fright
There is a place Always in the undertow Begging at best Hollow culture When you exist Are you observable? When you resist Are you approachable? When you pretend Are you unreadable? The unspeakable must settle On your spy frame mind The reason you came here Is the reason you flee Always to the same place
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