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In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground When it gets dark, in Pigeon Park Voice in my head, will soon be fed By the vultures, that circle round the dead! I never once thought, I'd ever be caught! Staring at sidewalks, hiding my track marks! I left my best friends, or did they just leave me
Annons
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