Monc! - Give me more | Текст песни

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I close my eyes and see the red circles
You just like chanting my verses
It’s the smell of grass, land and beer
Run at my scream

I’m a synonim for sorrow
Everything will be better tommorow
As you run and don’t reach the end
Again I seem to be blamed

CH: Drama, give me more drama!
Baby you can freeze me
I can’t breathe.

Like a hunter, who has gone astray
Like a wounded beast speaks silently
Wash my face with the young tears everyone
Is waiting for the spring

I’m a synonim for sorrow
Everything will be better tommorow
As you run and don’t reach the end
Again I seem to be blamed

Every morning I interpret my dreams.


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