The Barber - 02. Snake wins the lion | Текст песни

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Taste blood on my lips. Than learn how to accept our mistakes. Know, that we’ll most likely repeat Our history - leaders and slaves. few thieves destroying this world. nobody knows how we’ll get out. I saw snake wins the lion. snake wins the lion
Born to die. all the great things become history, turn into dust soon or late
Born to die. all the great things become history, I can’t swim, but I can keep head above the water.
I draw a deep breath and everything changes around of me, and everything changes around of me,
and everything changes around of me, and everything changes around of me.

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