Transatlantic Drawl

I was born, for your magazines, for your magazines.
I am trapped in the society page.
Of your magazines, of your magazines.
I don't know what it means.
Do you see light, at the end of the tunnel, at the end of the tunnel?
Do you see light, at the end of the tunnel, at the end of the tunnel, at the end of the tunnel?
Tunnel.


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