Cop Shoot Cop - Room 429 (1993)

What you don’t understand is where everything’s leading When all of the signs you see still point to overload As you reach out your hand, a shattered picture’s receding Like tail-lights along that lonesome stretch of broken road ’Cause you’ve been to the past and it’s just a reminder A recollection of faces that will never come to call When you’ve cut through the mask When you’ve been through the grinder Sometimes you forget that you had ever been there at all Up here in room 429 Yeah, the world ain’t so unkind I want to take you to that empty room tonight
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