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End of the Earth
425 / 0 / 17 летIf they want you to be somebody
Only need from you lots of money
Tell ‘em you don’t belong to here
Like a ship that confused its pier
If you’re tired of having no name
And pretending to be part of game
Let black clouds drop your tears
Whisper of dawn dissolves fears
If you see in the world no sense
Maybe you are behind the fence
And the back of beyond is near
Wake yourself up, get into gear
