Текст песни Front Line Assembly - Comatose, слова песни Front Line Assembly

Текст песни Front Line Assembly - Comatose

Front Line Assembly - Comatose слова песни

Here today Gone tomorrow What`s the flavor Can I borrow? Beg or steal What`s the deal? Beats for the money He`s not real Who stole by the hand Who stole by the hand Like grains of sand We`re blown away A darkening sky We fade away Feeling sorrow Don`t mean a thing Fame and fortune Are everything Bite the bullet See the man Feed his EGO (...) No more time You feel the rhyme Afraid to speak The flavor`s weak Life is cheap No time to speak Ride the wave No sync to slave

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Текст песни Front Line Assembly - Comatose

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