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"Frankford"

There's a man asleep out in a pay phone booth
He's got a handful of cigarettes and nothing to eat
He's got a handful of numbers and no one to meet
And I can hear the dial tone from here
It cuts through the night life

I don't know why I end up here
How I missed this city
What a strange thought in my mind

Some peoplewant to die anywhere but here
Oh these torturous timelines
That lies around my eyes
I can feel their despair from here
Shining through the skyline

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