- Лицензия
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- Альбом
- Syndrome "Suffering"
- Текст
- It’s come up…
Breath in.
It's coming…
I am gone if undone.
Once if I come in rush, Yeah,
Shotgun, it’s lovely and I hold.
If I stuck up, oh… It’s coming up on you.
Skin glow if I can ever get bright.
It’s suffocating
It’s suffer
It’s suffer you
It’s suffer, suffer me
You hold, it’s cold.
That’s suffer rain in me