MR.ZЯО/Crashwals - Grower | Текст песни

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There's only faces to faces - blade to the blade
Have no point of view no people to hate
There's only reasons explanations of the things that I do
And only thing that I do is thinking of you

i grow flowers on her back
i grow flowers on her back
My spine breaking under weight of a lore
My soul baking in a place they call home

I grew flowers on her grave
I grew flowers on her grave
My spine's breaking under weight of a lore
My soul's baking in a place they call home

she told me to return when I'm ok
but there were nowhere to turn when i felt this way
words that you through don't mean a clack
I bury them into your back