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Here comes heavy clouds
like a coffin lid
My prison walls are standing still
I just miss the guilt
Here comes ice cold wind
makes my heart a stone
so I can stop this misery cease serching for a home
And here comes my turn
I should make a move
but I will never know the rules
so lonely in the group
And here comes a spell
like a foreign word
that you will never understand
it's just migration game
And nothing's right
oh, nothing's right
and everything is wrong
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