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Whole life is past so slowly step by step
And walls are nothing more than bricks
That's why sometimes all what I'd like to have
Is just a cup of coffe in Twin Peaks.
I'd called that midget: - Hey, you little scum,
Comme on and bring me now my cherry pie
Don't worry, pal, he wouldn't be so harmed,
He’s not a human he ain't gonna cry.
Just let the moon to shine above your head,
Without trying to redeem the night that’s gone,
Chill out, pal, we are already dead,
Let's talk, but please, turn off the dictophone.