Chad Vangaalen - 6 - Twisting magic up | Текст песни

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• 6 - Twisting magic up

Saddest story ever told
How the earth went cold
Without the sun
Oh without the sun

Let the basements fill with mold
Spiderwebs of gold
Hang from the ceiling
Moving like an ocean as I'm breathing

She's been twisting magic up
Have I been talking strange
Cause she's been twisting magic up
Have I been talking strange

Greatest story ever told
Through a microphone
Is yet to come
Oh and when it comes

Are we gonna see her? Ooh disappearer x3
I don't wanna see her. Ooh disappearer

Saddest story ever told
How the earth went cold
Without a sun
Oh without a sun