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Coming down the stairs was someone looking for someone Clashing into people who all appear to me As dark and swaying silhouettes like treetrunks in the wind But instead of peace and silence they're all sweating to be seen Coming up to me was someone looking for someone Stumbling and mumbling some inaudible phrase Me I was just looking for a backdoor to escape But there are people all around me talking backwards in my face By the way dear, by the way Thanks for spitting out the news And thanks for spilling out that juice Letras de cancionesOver me dear, over me I've got bloodstains on my shoes Talking backward masking blues From Letras Mania