Wolfblood - pull out the moon | Текст песни

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Like moth to flame, Lets chase it down. Both long to wear its crescent crown. Stars are bright, Our moon is high. We flee across An inky sky. Pull out the Moon (The chase goes on), Pull out the moon (The chase goes on), Pull out the moon The chase goes on, and on and on. Running down Your moon down scoun, Like a veil of inky sound. Drag is particle is light, Crash and burn is the Mystic flight. Pull out the Moon (The chase goes on), Pull out the Moon (The chase goes on), Pull out the Moon The chase goes on and on and on. (Howling) Pull out the Moon (The chase goes on), Pull out the Moon (The chase goes on), Pull out the Moon The chase goes on and on and on.

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