Poorple - Billy (demo) | Текст песни

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• Billy (demo)

If I tell you little story
About waking up in the morning
And thinking of everthing I used to claim
Whispered minds are not really going
To become a sunday glory
Wash the dishes if you want to be ok

I have no fear
I'm not afraid of going forward

Oh-ho
Try to bring it down
Oh-ho
Try to make it real
And you will find a way to be

All I need is number eight
letters SK got some weight
All the feelings that I felt are in sixteen
Everytime I was betrayed
By myself than only me to blame
I should listen to the Billy Spleen

Some is growing older
But I refuse refuse refuse

Oh-ho
Try to bring it down
Oh-ho
Try to make it real
And you will find a way to be


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