"The sly reeds whisper to the night a name, his name, and all my soul is a delight, a swoon of shame."

Turn the Nation

You walking trough an emty street
Every step like a painful beat
All you need is the right stuff
To be high
To get away
To get enough

I can't see something in your eyes
No more dreams you can realize
You can realize

It's enough
Turn the Nation
It's enough
Turn the Nation
You're walking up

Now you know
You're alone
You need it now
You need it ever
You've got no friends
You don't feel better
I can't...

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