Текст песни These New Puritans - Hologram
Shut the door, shut the door
Because I'm staying here
The world might disappear under blankets of snow
"Anne!"
There's a wonderful word that you will liken it to
But it's caught in the back of your mind though
Okay,
And some will say "To you will go the world"
Shut the door because I disagree
And Memmon sighs relief,
Some circles you can't leave
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