 Quarantine lyrics ( Rialto )   
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 Rate Quarantine
Artist : Rialto
Song : Quarantine
In the evening rush she takes her seat by the
window, and when she lights up nobody speaks -
they adjust their clothes. she sits on the train
from 5.15 to 5.50; it’s always the same:
"the w
Uot; she says, "they look at me," from
saturday to saturday.
Contact unclean, lock me up in quarantine.
Bathed in the blue wash of a tv screen, surfing
served-up dreams, to the happy glow of the burger
bar, watching the passing cars, from saturday to
saturday.
[chorus]
Contact unclean, lock me up in quarantine.
contact, I’m unclean, lock me up in quarantine.
Quarantine, quarantine, all our lives we’ve been
in quarantine.
Quarantine, quarantine, all our lives we’ve been
in quarantine.
Quarantine, quarantine, all our lives we’ve been
in quarantine.
Quarantine, quarantine, all our lives we’ve been
in quarantine.
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