Beck. Blackhole

Blackhole – Beck

Windy

Windy

looking for a better home

gotta be

gotta be

running out of lightbulbs

crowded

crowded

open to a wastecan

yellow car

yellow car

better be inside there

wake up

wake up

nothing’s gonna harm you

glass wall

glass wall

standing on the furniture

little boy

little boy

laying on a sleeping bag

watching

watching

through the cracks of his eyelids

stranger

stranger

feeling like a broken stone

lost him

lost him

standing on the orange chairs

alphabet

alphabet

can’t afford a telephone

black hole

black hole

nothing’s gonna harm you

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