Текст песни Bad Religion - Turn On The Light, слова песни Bad Religion

Текст песни Bad Religion - Turn On The Light

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i had a friend who kept a candle in his pocket he used to touch it when the wind was blowing high i guess it made him feel like he could buck the system and when it flickered out we laid him down to die turn on the light turn on a million blinding brilliant white incendiary lights a beacon in the night i`ll burn relentlessly until my juice runs dryi`ll construct a rack of tempered beams and trusses and equip it with a million tiny suns i`ll install upon the room of my compartment and place tinfoil on my floor and on my walls then i`ll turn on the light turn on a million blinding brilliant white incendiary lightsa beacon in the night i`ll burn relentlessly until my juice runs dry and i`ll burn like a roman fucking candle burn like a chasm in the night burn for a miniscule duration ecstatic immolation incorrigible delight

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Turn On The Light

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