Bioshock - There ain't no Atlas, kid | Текст песни

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Nice work, boyo! (Laughter)

It's time to end this little masquerade. There ain't no Atlas, kid. Never was. Fella in my line a work takes on a variety of aliases. Hell, once I was even a Chinaman for six months. But, you've been a sport, so I guess I owe you a little honesty. The name's Frank Fontaine.

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