Monique Ortiz - Three Chairs | Текст песни

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It was a warm afternoon
I don't recall walking to
Serve the key, turn the nut
Staircase's nice, but it's kind of hot
On my floor. Is this my floor?
The ceiling was low
I had the doctor unlock the door.
Why do I feel scared?
I think, I live here.
But I'm not sure, how I got here.
The apartment's a little bit cluttered
But still the nicest place I've ever seen.
I've ever seen.
The bedroom's so big and foreboding
I can't

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