T Zakharova - Inside The Frame
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There is a room inside my head
And someone waits behind the frame
I touch the scarf around my throat
Like it could keep my soul afloat
But every breath becomes a door
To something
And someone waits behind the frame
I touch the scarf around my throat
Like it could keep my soul afloat
But every breath becomes a door
To something
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