Konstantin Gropper - Busy Hope | Текст песни

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• Konstantin Gropper
• Busy Hope

There's a lamp, turn it off, embrace
Oh, what we've become
We created a ghost
Lands that fall
Now it's haunting our house

[chorus]
A misery
Where warm sad blood flowed
And when we talked from home
It never answered the phone

We left to go back behind
And then we went down
Count the vultures that fly, at birth
That's left to do