Моя Музяка дуров Лалка - Writing on the Walls | Текст песни

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• Writing on the Walls

Maybe we
Why don’t we
Sit right here for half an hour
We’ll speak of what
A waste I am
And how we missed your beat again

I swear we need to find some comfort in this run down place,
To breach the gap of this constant state that we live in,
And I’m sure I’m tired

How can you drive on,
(To place us all)
To fit the shape of
(And I pray for)
And they tell you
(you to move on, move on)
Close to what they show you

At this rate, we cant keep up,
(Think about those things I said) 2x
But I sure can't justify
Keep me fueled and i swear ill come

We walk alone (6x)
Back home
Alone
Back home

You’re almost gone and I’m unsure
(I still see your shadow)
To give you sense to be afraid
(But never your face again)
I remember your presence

I hope to guide you, come down
I hope to guide you to feel this love
I hope to guide you, come down
I hope to...(god)...

I know there must be some way out of here
And all of them will be waiting there