Boilermaker - Bluebird | Текст песни

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• Boilermaker
• Bluebird

they cleared out of the warren
all the fields were covered up with blood
they escaped from the warren and have finally arrived
i am afraid that i`m about to lose my mind this time
i am afraid that i`m about to lose my mind this time
if i were a bluebird i would fly up north to be with you again
if i were a song bird i could sing to you the songs that i held in

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