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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Shwarma
Paroles/Composition
Paroles
I saw the displaced faces
I knew something was wrong
I centered all my attention
On what had not belonged
Strolling in the rain on a dark spring day
Dry as a bone
Questioned all the answers that they spat
They asked me how didja know
Writer(s): Shwarma
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