Bleeding Cherries - Born To Crawl | Текст песни

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• Born To Crawl

He never speak,
Think he very sly.
He never sleeps,
Think he never die.
He never stroll,
Never set a goal.
He has no soul.
So!
He born to crawl. (х3)

She never speak,
Think she very sly.
She never sleeps,
Think she never die.
She never stroll,
Never set a goal.
She has no soul.
So!
She born to crawl. (х3)

They born to crawl. (х4)
We born to crawl. (х4)

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