Bonehouse - Two-Thirds | Текст песни

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Grab my hair
Cause the storm on the fun fair
Leave with proud
Give us chance for one more round

Floating Floating, Hiding Hiding
Let the night to cover up the storm
All my enemies won't be born

Track the time
Despite the fact that you will draw the line
Find yourself
Looking for to get across my heart as well
Vendetta plays a little game, now this is time to get insane
Together

Blind galaxy birds
Flying out, Getting loud
Her electronic thoughts
Installation Problems mentioned, in the other words

Floating Floating, Hiding Hiding
Let the night to cover up the storm
All my enemies won't be born

Two thirds of me
Belong to you
And i would say a thing its understatic clue
So if you ask me
What thing left behind
I will tell you
Honey its my mind

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