Quiet america
Memoryhouse
Keep up with the times that I'm proud
The place where I live
Is not the place where I'll lead
Been holding back the peace of something (...)
The place where I live
Is not the place where I'll lead
Been holding back the peace of something (...)
And what a sad and true
In the darkness to you
Come with me
When I try to leave
When it all collapse into me
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