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thom yorke

…Can you see me when I’m runningCan you see me when I’m runningAway from thereAway from thereI can’t take the pressureNo one cares if you live or dieThey just want me goneThey want me gone…блин, это что-то. йорк не утратил способности строить картинки у меня в голове

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