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Such Blinding Stars For Starving Eyes 1997
Eight Light Minutes текст песни
Eight Light Minutes
Clad.
I'm wearning thin my invitation.
I'll wear it out
But it's just eight light minutes I'm offering you
We could burn up so close
We could burn to our cores.
Burn to our cores.
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