Текст (слова) песни: The Gathering - These Good People
He worries no more than he Necessarily needs to fill his void As big as space never ending thrill He meets his will by choosing hate
Why choosing? Need us to smile too? Alright
Struggling to prevail
Foretaste The aftermath Which will be black As black as waste
We`ll throw in an extra dance For just a little over 5 pence Need us to smile too? You`ll turn our limo into a hearse Weighing just enough to run it over your curse Need us to smile too?
You lie, you lie, you lie
[Anneke van Giersbergen]
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