Текст песни Fall, The - The Reckoning, слова песни Fall, The

Текст песни Fall, The - The Reckoning

Fall, The - The Reckoning слова песни

I phoned you up from Dallas
But your heart was still in marble
And your head
Was reckoning

Your friends are dis-compos-mentis
And like most in leather jackets are
Coveting
Reckoning
Reckoning

And you`re sleeping with some hippie half-wit
Who thinks he`s Mr. Mark Smith
Reckoning
Beckoning
Reckoning

I`m left alone in Europe
Consulting an atlas
Wandering
Wandering

And it`s evil that you spark off
In disguise as basic truth
Listening
Listening
Listening
Reckoning
Reckoning
Beckoning
Reckoning

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Fall, The

The Reckoning

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