The Q4 - Pulse (ft BLS) | Текст песни

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There goes my pulse
Beats like morse code
All the bones and skulls
Hidden in my wardrobe
Now become my clothes
Skeleton's a warzone
Hidden in my home....
I think I found my mine
Lord, you know I lost it
Water turned to wine
Made us all alcoholics
The hollow in the sigh
Bottle in my conscience
Well has run dry...
My feet fell asleep
Now I'm dead wide awake
The sweet smell of keef
Starts to breeze my way
Twenty two grades
Yes swigging through the grain
Granted entry, yes standing through the main
The wind up in my lung blow the dust off the bookworm
Tell me what it look like
Which way to look for
Flown to the east bird, now I'm heading westward
Tell me why the good die
Know why the crooks smirk
Got out the ice box
Pulled out the ice pick
Living in your room now
Ice man is coming
Damn this is a cold world
Man I think I like it
Summer's in the air
From the winter I rely with

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