Holy Monday - Smoke dust naive lies | Текст песни

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• Holy Monday
• Smoke dust naive lies

I move away from you
but i've never been this close
no need to start anew
Nor to invent the cause

Feels like i'm losing friend
A friend that i ain't never had

I can not stand your gaze
try to revert my eyes
life's made up of some lost days,
smoke, dust and naive lies


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