Текст песни C.c.r. - Rifles
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Текст песни C.c.r. - Rifles
RiflesI see the rifles coming over the hillAnd if you shout maybe they stop and won't kill( )But if you think like meYou'll be as dead as heI see the lion crawling over your bedAnd if you stay he'll make you walk in your bedTo what you're gonna beIt never lets you beI see the colour in your eyesI see the images I ownI see more colour in your eyesThan the reflections from purple skiesI won't let you take him awayAnd I won't give to you the fires of hateSo I will never seeWhat you've done to meI see the colour in your eyesI see the images I ownI see more colour in your eyesThan the reflections from purple skiesNowYou come aliveWith the world at your sideNowYou come aliveWith the world at your sideI see the rifles coming over the hillAnd if you shout maybe they stop and won't killBut if you think like meYou'll be as dead as heSome dayI see the colour in your eyesI see the images I ownI see more colour in your eyesThan the reflections from purple skiesNowYou come aliveWith the world at your sideNowYou come aliveWith the world at your side