Loma Prieta - Last City | Текст песни

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Last city
late containment
a city dying
hold the cold heart of security
absolute truth: a glass city
all roads bypass home
a sick curiosity about
a lost city
a ghost town
losing ground
tell the walls a long lost song's words
losing ground
always bare yourself
to suffer
harness the hardpressed
to suffer
be the last city.

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