Skunk Anansie - Black Traffic - 07.Our Summer Kills The Sun | Текст песни

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• Skunk Anansie - Black Traffic
• 07.Our Summer Kills The Sun

well, it feels like summer
well, it feels like home
though the days burn hotter
your heart grows cold

as summer kills the sun
we're halfway gone...
and now...
our sumer kills the sun... gone.

well, it feels like trouble
when their words ring dull
as my face sweats fever
idle tongues suck gold

as summer kills the sun
we're halfway gone..
and now...
our summer kills the sun ... gone.

as summer kills the sun
our hearts lay dead and burned
our summer kills the sun... gone

sun...

sun, sun, sun... sun.
sun, sun, sun... sun.

as summer kills the sun
we're halfway gone...
our summer kills the sun ... gone.

as summer kills the sun
our hearts lay dead and burned
our summer kills the sun... gone

as summer kills the sun
we're halfway gone...
our summer kills the sun ...
we're gone... gone

as summer kills the sun
our (where) hearts lay dead and burned
our summer kills the sun... gone

sun.... our hearts lay dead and burned
sun ... as summer kills the sun
sun... baby I'm gone

sun.... our hearts lay dead and burned
sun... our hearts will never learn
as summer kills the sun... gone.