Текст (слова) песни: Silverchair - My Favourite Thing
Got my fever down, then weighed it up, and I know the Sounds remaining won`t strain all the silt from my eyes Bleach the green from the pastures, feast on the grey Of the night, straight from the vines refusal to shine
You`re my favourite thing - the one that I love You`re the one so I`d die for your love
Blind the deafened moon, stimulate the tombs of angels I`ll open my heart won`t fall apart Don`t fall apart You`re my favourite thing And I feel like letting go……
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