breathe And yet we hold our sweaty hands Year after year Some new year Without music in our head Newspaper tenement Coming up dead So my parachute
Pushing a ribcage Makes it hard to breathe And yet we hold our sweaty hands Year after year Some new year Without music in our head Newspaper tenement
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