Татьяна Зыкина - All The Gallaxies | Текст песни

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All the gallaxies where u belong crushed because of this small bullet
Now u cannot go thru it
All the raincoats don't make sence at all in this storm
So let yourself get wet and let your tears merge the downpour

On & on & over
But in the morning it starts again
Getting harder to stop this blur growing
It sneaks up to you
Swallows your colours
All of your red&golden messed blu
Like an old bluberry stain

Riding on a pony won't take u far
Running in a wrong direction
And fighting with your own reflection
useless
Let your bruises heal thru this

U'r like a cat creepled under truck wheeles
Clawling home still thinking freedom is in love and creedance

All the sheets still keep this heavenly scent of her skin
Pillow keeps her dreams
But she's not here since last week

When the white people answered emergency call
And two days later black people pray to Maker asking why
And He just smiled: sorry guys
U know