Собаки с нашего винного двора - The Dying | Текст песни

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Tell me what, tell me what but I, I don't care anymore. I was born lost like a fool but nobody cares about my kind. I have a dream, oh, but it can't be mine. It's on and on and on and on, I don't care anymore.

I toyed with the demons in my head but I'm passed that now. They said I could've had it all but you know I don't, I don't care anymore. You know I'm trying to lead, but I'm weaker than you see. There's no sense in disguising, I don't care anymore.

Wash the magic off my shoulder. Bring the monster to his knee. I'm the war and I'm the soldier. I'm the dying and I am disease.

I'm talkin so smooth but I know it's all nothin I need. I've got so many moves to chick a sea but I just can't settle on. And maybe watching you glean is the answer to my dream. I gotta leave it all behind.

Wash the magic off my shoulder. Bring the monster to his knee. I'm the war and I'm the soldier. I'm the dying and I am disease.

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