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Текст (слова) песни: Before Braille - Miracle Mile



I`m ready to blow
It`s not my fault
Don`t waste a four-leaf clover
Good happens to the owner
Just wait, when the leaves fall
They go below your faults
Now you`re just boring me to death
I`ve got a catacomb underneath the same place I lay my head
I`ve gotta bury them blind and then control what they find
I`m hanging on a thread
You know I`m ready to blow like I`ve told you I would
Out of nothing you find your own authority
Cleanse the water to send your holy blessings
I`m flying solo, I`m falling so low, where do we go
Out of nothing you find your own authority
Forbidden honor will go as far as atrophy
I`m flying solo
I`ll go
Now you`re just boring me to death
I`ve got a cataract focused on a shaky conscience at best (shaky guest)
I`ve got to make up my mind and try to make up some time
I`m hanging on a thread
You know I`m ready to blow, but not quite yet
You know I`m ready to fold, can`t count my cards yet
You know I`m ready to forget all we`ve been through
You know I`m ready for you
The shaken are desperate for new sounds on old ground
To bury reflections,
infections from strong hands in weak glands
And when they`re awakened their vision will fade
It aint a bit of my fault
I`m gonna miss her

 

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