Cabin Fire - Clouds over Cincinnati | Текст песни

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Tell me about the place where it all happened first. That town of smoke stacks and highways; a motel room for two nights. We talked by the pay phone in the lobby about what would happen if we took that step. You said you couldn’t promise anything, but we both didn’t care. So why am I surprised that you’re crying?

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