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Текст и слова песни Herman Brood – Prisoners

They told you you're so damn important
& you thought important was the way to be
You'll never find the song within you
Preoccupied you were with bein' free

You know the day's gonna come
A man finds his soul is on the run
(ain't that fun)
Nothin' matters, it's all lies
(ain't that nice)

Find yourself a jail
Only prisoners can sing
Find yourself a crutch
Only crippled ones can't swing

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