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It says home is where your heart is,but what a shame 'Cause everyone's heart,doesn't beat the same,It's beating out of time.

City of the dead,at the end of another lost highway,signs misleading to nowhere.

City of the damned,lost children with dirty faces today,no one really seems to care.

I read the graffiti in the bathroom stall,like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall and so it seemed to confess,It didn't say much but it only confirmed that,the center of the earth is the end of the world and I could really care less.