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Silvia returns home and replaces
Chaplin's last champagne
It's hard to find a gap
To celebrate loneliness
And when you get the exact distance
He doesn't know anyone and thinks
Where is the fog?
Where the fuck is the fog?
Where the fuck were you?
Absolutely indestructible
Queen of the sofa choirs
He had to learn to listen to himself
And feel that life is something more
And when you get the exact distance
He doesn't know anyone and thinks
Where is the fog?
Where the fuck is the fog?, oh
Where the fuck were you?
He has to recover his soul
He talks more than he can love
He looks in the mirror and recognizes
That something good is about to take off
And when you get the exact distance
He doesn't know anyone and thinks
Where is the fog?
Where the fuck is the fog?, oh
Where the fuck were you?
Where the fuck were you?
Where the fuck were you?
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