Текст (слова) песни: Februarys, The - Blue Harvest
Must have driven pash Oh, One thousand times before Noticed it with pain, my home has an eyesore Oh wait for me If you wanna see the difference
You said you would not leave this town Where are you now?
The buildings grow much taller Under black sky Saw the levels rise as the trees were all cut down Traffic jams increased and the mayor turned up frowns
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