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7 марта 24, 03:40
Dmitry MetalLord
Лирика : Pist.on : Sell Out : 31 Degrees
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8 февраля 10, 22:00
thirty one degrees of cold sleep
like always feel inside
open and controlled in time
then my nose grows
searched so long
i feel cold............
i feel cold............
when i try forget the reason why
i feel cold............
thirty one degress of pain inside
like a fallen tree, besides
cornerd and subdued inside
as my thaughts go
searched so long
i feel cold...........
i feel cold...........
what a lucky man he was to never find love............
when i lie i feel cold........
like always feel inside
open and controlled in time
then my nose grows
searched so long
i feel cold............
i feel cold............
when i try forget the reason why
i feel cold............
thirty one degress of pain inside
like a fallen tree, besides
cornerd and subdued inside
as my thaughts go
searched so long
i feel cold...........
i feel cold...........
what a lucky man he was to never find love............
when i lie i feel cold........
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