Lyric Song Pick up the phone: you know this gloom
we ve been here before
when life is a loop
you re in a room without a door
yquot;trouble that we ve come to know
will stay with usyquot;
with every step it slowly grows
Rub of the rust
Pick up the phone and answer me at last
today I will step out of your past
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