Lenka Schutzinger - The Pack | Текст песни

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Falling from this sky, on it's hunting like a lion. Through the river, through the lake, through the valley, through their hate.
Sinking like a ship and it's taking you with it.
Now it's got you in it's claws, and you feel it wanting more.
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Crawling through the dust and it's holding you at trust.
Through the forest, through the floor, hear it knocking at the door.
Thinking you were safe, while it's hinding in the lake.
You can hear it growling loud, you can hear it on the prowl.
(YOU WILL NOT FIND ME x2) - хором поют на заднике
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It's hinding in the ground, but you hear it make a sound.
And it's says the time has come, like the beating of a drum, beating of a drum.
(YOU WILL NOT FIND ME x2).

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