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[02:20.76][00:18.21]Sitting in the cold, like a bottle in the sea, I grow stiff

[02:27.23][00:24.75]Kicking a faded rose

[02:29.60][00:26.94]Words couple in my head, and give birth

[02:35.90][00:33.10]To sickening fragrances

[00:35.61]Children cross the street

[00:39.56]The stinckbomb rushes on me

[00:44.06]I'm old, I'm cold

[00:46.18]Scarcely feel alive

[00:50.70]Everyone talks so loud

[00:52.96]If I was so bold

[00:54.90]I would shout abuse

[00:59.54]At everybody's round, round, round, round...

Broken away from everyday's hurry, I soften

Roaming around the street

Sleeplessnesses couple in my body, to create

A deformed sensitiveness

Children cross the street

The stinkbomb rushes on me

I'm old, I'm cold

Scarcely feel alive

If I was so bold

I would shout abuse

At everybody's round...