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here at the sign of the peacockwe find the club c'est sableit is a club dedicated to sad-ismi sit here all alone with a martini built for 2i sit here all alone 'cause i've got nothing better to doi sit here all alone with a martini built for 2i sit here all alonewell i showed up but where are youthe world we lived in departsbeneath rust colored clouds we weepyou're afraid of the dreams in the darkest part of your soulexchanging time for timethe world we lived in departsyou left me to stalk the nighttell meare you minecan i say i am yoursit's a cold fading scene
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