Daye Dawson - Night | Текст песни

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• Daye Dawson
• Night

Night is never late to my place
it's so hard to be sincere
when she doesn't show her real face,
not a word, eyes full of tears.

She is hidden under old veils
she can read our destiny,
so venemous her kiss is,
see me down I'm on my knees.

Lord, help me escape the dark,
I'm tired of being a son of night.
Lord, help me escape the dark,
I'm tired of being a son of the night.

I'm taking our bodies to the night -
She blesses our souls, she curses sunrise (x4)

Lord, help me escape the dark,
I'm tired of being a son of night...