Текст песни church - In This Room
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Oh the avenging angelShiver in the way of her stareI will admit that she never loved meBut I admit that I didn`t careAnd it`s too damned late to buy the gateAnd why close it if your heart isn`t thereAnd since you know it allI could give you a callI could give you something fine to compare yourself toMy eyes begin to ache in the cold electric lightThere are no windows in this roomIn which we`ve been sitting all our livesSome incredible distanceSome incredible placeSometimes I think, sometimes I sinkIn some incredible raceAnd it`s too damned soon for a man of fortuneTo have to run or lose his faceAnd since you know it allI could give you a callI could give you a lot more than a taste of yourself, too