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Nine Black Alps
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Supermarket Clothes
There's a place where I can make the scene In the pages of your magazine Pretty faces filled with snow-white teeth Give the dying world a new disease It's the price I pay when I cannot sell Every word you say is like a ringing bell And I'm just standing in supermarket clothes See if anyone really knows
Paint a picture with your poison pen Make it over and we'll start again In the places where the rent's so cheap Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Quit your job and learn to be a freak It's the price I pay when I cannot sell Every word you say is like a ringing bell And I'm just standing in supermarket clothes See if anyone really knows
It's the price I pay when I cannot sell Every word you say is like a ringing bell And I'm just standing in supermarket clothes See if anyone really knows
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