Текст песни Norma Jean - Creating Something Out Of Nothing, Only, слова песни Norma Jean

Текст песни Norma Jean - Creating Something Out Of Nothing, Only

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Cross crisscross my path walking in circular patternsShoe shine your ammo polish your metalI need not your wicked weaponMy war is not with someone like youA string of blood that is not my own strings betweenIncrease Time and it will all fall into placeA sword and my heartSo much so that it makes its wayThrough my throat my throat giving me thought to speakThis becomes my pistol this becomes my daggerOf my time don`t sell out it all comes toThis becomes your future. Unseen warYour weapons are useless drop the gunGolden gun like bringing a knife to a gun fight(hope I got it right, its impossibly hard to read the lyrics in the booklet)

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Creating Something Out Of Nothing, Only

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