So we have a reason To occupy this place To change the flow of Saint River So we can not feel surprised It’s already given What we need is trying to find another reason Lay your head on pillow Scratch your fingers on My surface is soft so you can see the light on Coming through, coming through A half transparent curtain on your frozen window Dive In an enthusiastic unshaped blanket Call The telephone that acts to be arranged Tear That place apart form all suspicions You see? Crap! Everything reminds me bad Take it out of me Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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