Public places
We invented paris
Public places
With empty faces
That lost their graces
And are locked in cages
No one's coming home
With empty faces
That lost their graces
And are locked in cages
No one's coming home
Time will show it's face
Time will come, they'll tear us down
Time will come, they'll tear us all into pieces
Public pages
In crowded places
With useless races
They los their faces
Somewhere on the road
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