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Word's Corner
I would like to leave this city This old town don't smell too pretty and I can feel the warning signs running around my mind And when I leave this island I'll book myself into a soul asylum And I can feel the warning signs running around my mind So here I go still scratching around the same old hole My body feels young but my mind is very oldNoel Gallagher (Half The World Away)
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