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Текст (слова) песни: Bush - Prize Fighter



There are days
When i fear for my life
Think that`s strange
Well that`s the waste of you
Sun up time now for you to run
I will always know you-you`re a special one
Now i`m up on this climb, up on this climb
I won`t fade away
The best is yet to come
Sad you`re not around
The best is yet to come
Better get your feet back on the ground
Prisoner or passenger
A free man or scavenger
I`m a prizefighter
I`m a prizefighter
Who will be there
Cover when you fall
We`re all chasing something
How come you never call
The best is yet to come
Sad you`re not around
The best has just begun
Better get your feet back on the ground
Better get your feet back on the ground
Prisoner or passenger
A free man or scavenger
I`m a prizefighter
I`m a prizefighter
Prisoner or passenger
A free man or scavenger
I`m a prizefighter
I`m a prizefighter
I`m a prizefighter
I thought you all were beautiful
It doesn`t make sense, sense, sense
I`m a prizefighter
I`m a prizefighter
I`m a prizefighter
I`m a prizefighter

 

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