Soul Asylum. Say What You Will, Clarence... Karl Sold The Truck. Walking. الروح اللجوء. أقول ما شئت ، كلارنس... مباع كارل وشاحنة. المشي.
...The sun's creeping up and stomping on my dreams Works all right, party's fine, but sleeping is my scene The traffic inside your head is tearing you apart
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