Маятник - Пропановые кошмары | Текст песни

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Somethings tearing me down, and down I can't help but feel it's coming from you She's a gunshot bride, with a trigger cries I just wonder what we've gotten ourselves into In a trail of fire i know we will be free again In the end we will be one In a trail of fire i'll burn before you bury me Set your sights for the sun Mind is willing, soul remains This woman cant be saved From the drawn into the fire Mind is willing, soul remains This woman cant be saved For the drawn into the fire Anything to bring it on home Bring it on home Bring it on home Bring it on home Much to weak to jump yourself Heal the wounds or crack the shell Lift yourself from once below Much to weak to jump yourself Heal the wounds or crack the shell Lift yourself from once below Praise the anger bring it on home Bring it on home Bring it on home Bring it on home In a trail of fire i know we will be free again In the end we will be one In a trail of fire ill burn before you bury me Set your sights for the sun Bring it on home

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