Condominium - Barricade | Текст песни

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I know what to expect: a quivering mob to stake its claim.
A formless thought holds a tight grip. a gaze to mirror fear.
Looking at me to make you right, eating at me to make you feel right.
Seal up all my windows and doors, I don't want to get out.
And nothing feels okay. Feedback loops keep the world away.
Nevermind the noise; it's just the wind trying to get in.

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