Maxwell Elovitsky - Pattern | Текст песни

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Sometimes to stand a complicated scene
I dream of playing tambourine
With my mind keen on stupid things
I keep myself in pattern on your wings

Feeling whole
At last
Feeling whole
At last

If there is heresy behind the truth
A deathbed next to mesmerizing youth
The graveyard silence next to bird that sings
Then, what’s behind the pattern on your wings?

Feeling whole
At last
Feeling whole
At last


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