Ballerina Black - 90% | Текст песни

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• Ballerina Black
• 90%

Disgusting traits, ninety percent,
Are sad and so hopeless.
Is this what it takes for us to be friends,
When days are my culprits.
Well, you shouldn't be bleeding for no intent,
Believe me I'm open....
Well, I hate your face and all you resent,
To see me unfocused....

And I'm only a friend, the enemy closest.
And there's always the end, before it gets broken.

Wait, Today, And We're Just Yesterday
I Don't Walk, Away, There's Something Wrong With Me
I Don't Act, Surprised, It's Just My Day To Die

We're dusting saints, to hope you repent,
So call me, I'm homeless.
If all intent, seem to be bad,..
Well, sorry I'm lonesome.

But, am I only the rain, falling on moments.
And I'm always to blame, when something gets broken.

Wait, Today, And We're Just Yesterday
I Don't Walk, Away, There's Nothing Wrong With Me
I Don't Act, Surprised, It's Just Our Day To Die