Round Hills - Flowers | Текст песни

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I feel you everyday.
I can present you hope.
You promised me to pay.
I’m British silly cope.

Rotation amplifies.
I wipe hands everyday.
My face is very nice.
I’m going from my way.

My! (x4)

I lead a lonely life.
I do not need to try,
I do not have the wife.
Everywhere flies fly.

I ask to wait for me.
I’m very old and sick.
In spite of I am free.
Sometimes I have a fit.

My! (x4)

I want to break free (x4)

My! (x8)

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