Luna Nine - Paper Cranes | Текст песни

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• Luna Nine
• Paper Cranes

i flooded the wishing well and burned a thousand paper cranes

let it rain again my fuel is my fucking pain

so let it rain again

so let it fuckin rain again

i live in a city
where the pretty are drunk
a cinemas junk and
i've seen em ive been em
im mean and im rude
call me criminal punk
this city smells like roses
dead hoes and the rotten corpses
acid whores and cyborg horses
powdered noses crowded doors as
it closes i split blood call me moses
injure odd stiches marks and bitches
drugs and leeches wankers tossers
god call me minister sinister
seen this i win this wind is blowing
time is slowing im glowin growing blowin
shop windowin bible bible mixed kuran
not reliable chase you run
danger1 in case your on
cage ingadged to freedom son
i've seen em sun burnt skin
hidden in the midom
i will lead em....
and and im askin..
(why) my eyes are bleedin
saint maria seen her nude i
am a sinner call me budda
golden gun with silver bullets
should a kid be out so late
could a kid that hangs with dwelers
swallow all the shrooms he ate
not considered a meter a litter
a letter a better place to date
another lost soul knockin onthe heavens gate
eleven or seven or raven on pavement trying to fly again

who lights the fucking matches in rain

doctor said that im alright but doctors wrong cuz im insane

i flooded the wishing well and burned a thousand paper cranes

let it rain again my fuel is my fucking pain

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