Fay Ray - Heatwave | Текст песни

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I pull my motor over
Stop by the road
We watch the city
In its different glow
We watch the spotlights
As they flash across the sky
We watch the people
As they get ready to die

I didn't kill
I didn't fight
I'll never get home tonight
I didn't kill
I didn't hate

Doesn't matter it's all too late
Everybody's waiting for the heatwave
Everybody waiting for the heatwave
I watch the mushroom
As it rises in a cloud
We see the heatwave
But we hear no sound
They never told the truth
They told us a lie
They never told us
That we might have to die

I didn't kill
I didn't fight
I'll never get home tonight
I didn't kill
I didn't hate

Doesn't matter it's all too late
Everybody's waiting for the heatwave
Everybody waiting for the heatwave

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