Nhạc sĩ: Damian Master
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����You'll never find me now, cause you never asked around��I found a simple route straight through and I turned around�����You're back under pressure with all the pretty black clothes��And all the plastic flowers when it falls��And they disappear��Next to the compliment to your coffee and strong again��You'll find me in the back of the town next to the low of Boston���Even the best of people get their deaths in blues���Even the best of people get their deaths in blues��������... ���I used to work at the national counter all of the day��And there was far away people reading on the subway�����Diolch am wylio'r fideo.
