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von Tiflis Transit

The thinnest knees on earth
Are freezing outside
And there is a photographer coming tonight
Is this why they call me a man or woman
In this life, in this life?


The thinnest knees on earth
Are freezing outside
And there is a photographer coming tonight
Is this why they call you a man or woman
In my life, in your life, in this life?

Is it reason?
Is it reason?
Must be reason
Must be real
Is it reason?
Is it reason?
Is it reason?
Is it reason?
Or is it just a side effect of my mind?