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Текст (слова) песни: drugstore - Favourite Sinner
When God comes to me
I will be shaking
Gun loaded on my knee
My fingers waiting
Gonna tell him I was born, mistaken
Then Im gonna let my fingers slip
God help my shaking hand
I can see your light
Theyre lining up the dead
Gonna take another sip of your soul
Your favorite sinner
My God is just a dream
Hes got the answers
This citys killing me
Faster and faster
Gonna tell him I was born, broken
And then Im gonna let myself run free
God help my burning hair
I can see your light
Youre lining up the dead
Gonna take another sip of your soul
Your favorite sinner x3
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