6 Day Riot - Every Third Sunday( 4 сезон 1 серия:все) | Текст песни

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• 6 Day Riot
• Every Third Sunday( 4 сезон 1 серия:все)

If you take this wrong then time will stop,
wasted spaces move back up;
many days have rolled into one.

Daily meals to calm your eyes,
wisdom seldom realized
I could try to reason one more time.

But by the by,
by the by,
how fear has multiplied
wild and lost within your state of mind.

My oh my, my oh my,
how tears have multiplied
drowned and lost within your state of mind.

To the edge and round the bend,
stubborn till the bitter end
hold on tight before this whole town blows.

Get up get up and face the day
don't let those hours slip away,
chasing time and talking hate again.
I'm drowned and lost within your
state of mind.

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