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And in the land where I grew up Into the bosom of technology I kept my feelings to myself Until the perfect moment comes Then into your bloodstream I will go It's not the ending of the world And that roaring that you hear Ooh, oh ooh In between stations I can hear Ooh, oh ooh |
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