There`s no fortune to be made here,
It`s just a town like any other town.
Sure there must be good things left to say
Can`t think of one, so...
I won`t say,
Wears a pretty face and armor
She got shine at the surface and coal below,
Please don`t tell me,
I already know,
Living like a mobile spinnig off its line
Fed up of always sad about the wheels-within-wheels
Tension rising higher, it`s coming through my window
And all I seem to feel...
Please don`t tell me, I
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