| You are my only mansion
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| my home on the other side
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| on the other side
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| there’s no one ask you about
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| your voice on a broken wire
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| you had to wait outside
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| you had to wait outside
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| Radio Kaliningrad, maybe you were becoming mine
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| Radio Kaliningrad, static on a broken wire
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| The filth so isolated
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| on this 1955
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| I had to wait outside
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| We never separated
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| both in the capital
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| you know I kept the love
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| like a fire.
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| We never said goodbye
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| We never said goodbye.
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| Radio Kaliningrad, maybe you were becoming mine
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| Radio Kaliningrad, static on a broken wire
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| I know you love me, baby
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| I know the horror is just a little trial
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| You can wait outside
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| We all are just waiting for
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| the futuristic radio slipping
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| in the hallway in the sky.
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| You can wait outside
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| You can wait outside
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| Oh!
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| Radio Kaliningrad, maybe you were becoming mine
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| Radio Kaliningrad, static on a broken wire
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| My home is you
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| My home on the other side
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| My home is you
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| My home on the other side
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| on the other side
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| Wake up the radio in the sky
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| Wake up the radio, we never said goodbye.
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| We never said goodbye, bye, bye, bye… |