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we met on the busand it was canada daywe crossed into detroit, and the heat was insanebut the station was calmand she walked out of viewthrew a brick with a note through the ticket counter windowit said: i'd rather live in my basementi'd rather cultivate palm treesi'd rather move to new englandi'd rather shatter and freezethen i ran out the doorshe ran out of it toothe cops gave chase, but they got confusedso we escaped to her apartmenton the 30th floorshe had a great viewbut that only counts for the non-blindthat's why: i'd rather live in my basementi'd rather cultivate palm treesi'd rather move to new englandi'd rather shatter and freezei said, seriouslyyou're sleeping aloneyou know that's a waste of your recharge timeLetras de cancionesbut she responded to melike she governed her homenobody sleeps here, i never sleep herei hear they're draining the lake nowi hear they're shutting the fountains offthey plan to alter the shorelinethey plan to make it all cleanso let's set fire to both sideslet's leave a message they'll hear - let's screamlet's send a signal through coaxlet's have them bend the terrain, destroy the lake and make a stream From Letras Mania