03 Military Jane "Blackest Paint Colored Brush" - Seagulls | Текст песни

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In a world draft he tries to burn
It does a while, sticky days creep
Then he's left with a hope to return
To remains, he is tending to care
In days he heard of his fantasy
When she's mistaken he believed
And he lows,he bestows his will
Sends the wind in breaking spill
Yeah yeah
Then he flows like water
Seagulls followed him
A day he heard of his fantasy