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Текст (слова) песни: Mind Funk - 11 Ton Butterfly

Butterfly die with me. Skull in silver decoration.
Leave this glass in my toe, a symbol of my depression.
And now it`s pouring red from my smile, laughs from my veins,
I`ve left emptied before you.
And I can`t find anything to say, why you hung yourself before me.
I don`t think I`m coming home. I made a mess of my bones
Something in my head gone wrong. Pistol buried deep and cold.
You look so sad for me, a little taste of my frustration.
And as you scrape me from the floor, there ain`t no more confusion
About the way I feel, bite my tongue, eternity.
Dark runs so red the ocean.
Cracks your mind, turning to clay.
Lead snake slow in the river.
I don`t think I`m coming home.
I made a mess of my bones.
Something in my head gone wrong.
Pistol buried, now I hold not a thing.

 

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