The Concrete Summer - The Little Prince | Текст песни

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• The Concrete Summer
• The Little Prince

I’ll tell you, kid
You know nothing of roses
And their nature of making you believe
That they say all the right things
And you say all the wrong
But when we get em back
We’ll get em back hard

I’m on your side
Stay here tonight
We’re lost, far from
All we, all we know as home

I’ll tell you, kid
Don’t give the old folks a dime
For they’ve got nothing useful to say
They say they’re all figured out
And you just need to grow up
But when we get em back
We’ll get em back hard

But don’t let the flowers fool you
And don’t let age move you
You’ve got your own birds now
And all the worlds are yours now

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