Текст песни Pale Saints - Little Hammer, слова песни Pale Saints

Текст песни Pale Saints - Little Hammer

Pale Saints - Little Hammer слова песни

pounding away in the back of my head
until i`ve almost lost myself
and those red and black patterns
in which nothing happens
have made me sleep

a beautiful voice is a nail
being pulled out of wood
carry on little hammer
you were always my favourite toy

when the world`s dead to me
in my soft ??? fortunate cushion of pins(?)
is a soldier
slicing thin(?) through(?) thin(?)
the unfortunate truth sneaking in

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Little Hammer

Текст песни Pale Saints - Little Hammer

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