Brett Anderson - In the House of Numbers Тексты

Windows broken from inside
It breaks the silence in me
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Behind the palace of the trees
Come taste the orange blossom
Come now shake the orange blossom
Paper cuts in ancient holes
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Behind the palaces of stone
Things are not the way they seem
Come taste the orange blossom
Come now shake the orange blossom
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