Eugeny Manyahin - Unspoken
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Heat.
Hey, Heat.
The tea is getting cold upon the stand.
You're scrolling through your phone with tired hands.
Outside the city.
Traffic hums alone.
Hey, Heat.
The tea is getting cold upon the stand.
You're scrolling through your phone with tired hands.
Outside the city.
Traffic hums alone.
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