The Bouncing Souls - The Guest | Текст песни

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Lost somewhere and trying to find
a place to belong to
the empty alleys and parking lots
is where I'll be
when everyone goes
when everyone goes home

I like what I see it's nothing special to me
and nothing's coming down on me
I like what I see it's nothing special to me
and nothing's coming down on me
I like what I see it's nothing special to me
and nothing's coming down on me
I like what I see it's nothing special to me
I like what I see it's nothing special to me

I think of a place a time or a face staring out at the stars
in the sky
there's so many of them
there's so many of them
and we're
we're drivin' by

I like what I see it's nothing special to me
and nothing's coming down on me
I like what I see it's nothing special to me
and nothing's coming down on me
I like what I see it's nothing special to me
and nothing's coming down on me
I like what I see it's nothing special to me

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