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В колонках играет - the strokes

I can tell you why
people go insane
I can show you how
you could do the same
I can tell you why
the end will never come
I can tell you on
the shadow on the sun

shapes of every size
move behind my eyes
doors inside my head
bolted from within
every drop of flame
lights a candle in
memory of the one
who lived inside my skin