Eliza Lumley - Street Spirit | Текст песни

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• Eliza Lumley
• Street Spirit

Rows of houses, all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things in all positions
All these things will one day take control
And fade out again
And fade out...

This machine will, will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain I am under
Be a world child, form a circle
Before we all go under
And fade out again
And fade out...

Cracked eggs, dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death, can see its beady eyes
All these things into fruition
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again
And fade out again

And fade out again...