| How the hole cures the cold
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| Through the silence, through the silence
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| Never soothing at all
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| Only violence, only violence
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| We build walls
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| So we can keep on hiding, we can keep on hiding
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| Grab your Moleskine, guitar, your body and soul
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| Go and search for what you need it’s entertainment and warmth
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| And don’t be afraid of what your brother might say when you’re home late
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| Right now me and you we both got entertainment and warmth
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| I could turn my blind eye
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| Back to the horizon, to the horizon
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| We’ve got to say goodbye
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| There’s no point in fighting, there’s no point in fighting
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| You’ll learn it’s all round
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| You just gotta find it, you just gotta find it
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| Grab your Moleskine, guitar, your body and soul
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| Go and search for what you need it’s entertainment and warmth
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| And don’t be afraid of what your brother might say when you’re home late
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| Right now me and you we both got entertainment and warmth
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| Grab your Moleskine, guitar, your body and soul
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| Go and search for what you need it’s entertainment and warmth
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| And don’t be afraid of what your brother might say when you’re home late
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| Right now me and you we both got entertainment and warmth |