Bleeding Fractals - We Know This Song Sounds Just Like a Lana Avacada Song But We Promise It's Not | Текст песни

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• Bleeding Fractals
• We Know This Song Sounds Just Like a Lana Avacada Song But We Promise It's Not

Stare, drenched, straight up into gray
Ignore the rush, slow your pace
'Cause we got nowhere else to be
Beaming like a kid in a mud puddle

Drop your bags, run, jump, hold tight and spin
I'll never touch the ground again
Soak in every drop and savor it
Wet shoes are a blessing today

Move closer, holding back, though we know what's coming
The suspense is like a drug

These drops on my face might as well be tears
Running into these filthy gutters.