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  • Текст песни The Russian Futurists - Paul Simon

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    There's this one word, it's called comfort,
    It's the strangest, most dangerous place I could hide
    It's a wonder, this cold comfort
    Hasn't hollowed and swallowed you and I from inside
    You're my first point, on the worst nights
    My gut knots up, my heart bursts like
    A pinata pops, this has gotta stop, watch the water drop from clouds, it sure rains a lot
    And I've felt how a heart melts down
    I'm so burnt out; I'm a shell now
    It's the worst of lows, it's the first to go, it's the last to come back when the sun melts the snow
    What I'm giving, you is taking,
    Lots of lying and some faking
    Have I gone too far? Am I too far gone? I've been up all night and fight to keep out the dawn
    And we've felt how our hearts melt down
    We're so burnt out; we're a shell now
    It's the worst of lows, it's the first to go, it's the last to come back when the sun melts the snow

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