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Mook
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Stranger Than Paradise
surrounded by scholars of a friendly nation regrets and cigarettes smoked at the train station thoughts are passed around in commemoration of friends we will lose to war dreams will speak just once more drink to all your sorrows from a rule bound trance i grin wide eyed without taking a glance the books you throw aside i take them in advance to make my mind not feel alone always waiting for tomorrow when i'm not home yes isnt it nice (yes isnt it) yes isnt it nice (yes isnt it) yes isnt it nice (to be lost) to be lost in paradise live in the foothills of a high class taste while i'm bare and content though not quite chaste days you spent in hiding don't think they go to waste Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com as they build up to shout out while the city streets call out for it all yes isnt it nice (yes isnt it) yes isnt it nice (yes isnt it) yes isnt it nice (to be lost) in paradise (yes isnt it) (yes isnt it) yes isnt - oh shit (yes isnt it) to be lost in paradise i got nothing to lose i got no pride no shame my evening dances that will go unnamed nothing to lose nothing to lose
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