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Текст песни Second Coming - Soft

Second Coming - Soft слова песни




I live to fly on a natural highMy love is growing softly to the skyThe lovers hors d`oeurve for theEvening to comeThe camera still runs and we see youI was soft for the first timeNow content to breathe so deeplyGot my hands in my pocketsBurn, burn, burnI`ve seen the lightHell, I`ve seen them allBut one can keep those daydreamsKeepin` onShow me a world in aDifferent space, in a different houseIn a different wayNothing`s sacred anymore butDon`t touch my friendsGod makes amends in a bookHe`s only pleasant when he`s sleeping

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