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baby nothing but blue skyscrappers in the naked city and nothing from nothing leaves nothing as far as the eyes can see electric trees displays their leaves and neon lights shine from sea to sea now we are the ants in this fastasy every moment breathe the soul of the city where we taste the fruit of the concrete jungle
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Dec 1, 2012
Dec 1, 2012 at 10:27 PM UTC
Every Moment Breathe The Soul of The City
baby nothing but blue skyscrappers in the naked city and nothing from nothing leaves nothing as far as the eyes can see electric trees displays their leaves and neon lights shine from sea to sea now we are the ants in this fastasy every moment breathe the soul of the city where we taste the fruit of the concrete jungle
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Dec 1, 2012
Dec 1, 2012 at 10:27 PM UTC
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