Текст песни Jj72 - Broken Down
Jj72 - Broken Down слова песни
Pasta machine broke downBy the weed in the fieldI get so nice when I see angels faceI will sip the wine of all the tears you cryFeel for me sympathyThe kind that we all needCrimson handed fiendOf hate strokes the soul of allSaints cannot fleeThe strength of the callWe just carry onAs if we know all that is wrongFeel for me sympathyThe kind that we all needPlacid perspective straightLosing hope postponing fateSynchronise incarcerateLet them eat I can hateI can say nothing newDespite the doves that flewFeel for me sympathyThe kind we all needCrimson handed fiendOf hate strokes the soul of allSaints cannot fleeThe strength of the callWe just carry onAs if we know all that is wrongFeel for me sympathyThe kind that we all need