Текст песни The Black Ghosts - Tears From A Gun
The Black Ghosts - Tears From A Gun слова песни
Текст песни The Black Ghosts - Tears From A Gun
i feel it on the tip of my tongue, these words fall out like tears from a gunand down they roll to join up as one, look in and see your own reflectionI hear it in the dead of the night, the bell rings out a beacon of lightIlluminate those deep in their sleep, the fallen down, the mild and the meekIt's as it always has been, pretend to float on the breezeInsist it's only a dream and never take controlIt's clear for all to see, show me something that don't mean( )show me something that's not true and it'll come for youI see it at the end of the road where common sense refuse to be towedThe line is bent back in on itself and gravity is lending its helpIt's seeping from the cracks in the wall the overwhelming weight of it allIs laughing at the sight of the moon that floats above us whistling it's tuneIt's as it always has been, pretend to float on the breezeInsist it's only a dream and never take controlIt's clear for all to see, show me something that don't meanshow me something that's not true and it'll come for youi feel it on the tip of my tongue these words fall out like tears from a gunand down they roll to join up as one, look in and see your own reflectionI hear it in the dead of the night the bell rings out a beacon of lightIlluminate those deep in their sleep the fallen down, the mild and the meekIt's as it always has been, pretend to float on the breezeInsist it's only a dream and never take controlIt's clear for all to see, show me something that don't meanshow me something that's not true and it'll come for you