Tired Irie - Stratellites | Текст песни

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• Tired Irie
• Stratellites

Bordered the plane
crossed in the sea
what if cop sized 'S' shapes were sinking in the sky
what if satellites could track us down
its but the kind of puddle could form alligance
i wish we could sink a creativities and wipe out idiosincracy
i wish we could build bridges
for the modern lovers that voices turn to cries

(x5)
for every cruel invention
for a hundred thousand automent
for every harsh and trouble
for a million strong voice townsmen

(x9000?)
look up

all you see is pointless covering your eyes
look down look down look down
for a moment there i thought i was dreaming
we could see velocity if i just make us (nullus?)
can't you feel the trubulance, this voyage must be real


(x2)
for every cruel invention
for a hundred thousand automent
for every harsh and trouble
for a million strong voice townsmen

for every cruel invention
for a hundred thousand automent
for every harsh and trouble
for a million strong voice townsmen