Least Inkling - Lyrics by Front 242


Lyrics
There's no use fighting
I try to remain Unappalled
There's no use fighting
It leaves me provisionally quiet and cold
A sinking feeling
Is swiftly growing
I didn't have the least inkling
Of the plot they were weaving
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