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can i have a slice of your song?

Nothing changes here and nothing improves
(...)
When you think it couldn't get much worse
The numbers rise on the death toll
(...)
Everything you hear is distorted in your head
(...)
Forgetting everything you ever dreamed years ago
(...)
When the dread is flowing down my veins
I want to tear it all down and build it up again

Calexico, "All Systems Red"

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