Текст песни System Of A Down - Nuguns
System Of A Down - Nuguns слова песни
Текст песни System Of A Down - Nuguns
And the little boy staredInto the eyes of the nightButton collects price of his timeLittle girl glaredSheets of the denialThe bullets connects to the price of her crime( )What have we saidWasn’t it their bedWhat of our presenceHaven’t we paid penanceTo the new gunsNow the little boy seesThrough the eyes of delightLevers erect note of his rhymeLittle girl bledSheets of the nightThe lovers connect to the price of his dimeWhat have we saidWasn’t it their bedWhat of our presenceHaven’t we paid penanceTo the new guns, to the new gunsWhat have we saidWasn’t it their bedWhat of our presenceHaven’t we paid penanceWhat have we saidWasn’t it their bedWhat of our presenceHaven’t we paid penanceTo the new guns, to the new guns