Текст (слова) песни: Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes
Yellow bird flying gets shot in the wing Good year for hunters and Christmas parties And I hate, and I hate, and I hate And I hate elevator music The way we fight The way I`m left here silent
Oh these little earthquakes Here we go again These little earthquakes Doesn`t take much to rip us into pieces
We danced in graveyards with vampires till dawn We laughed in the faces of kings Never afraid to burn And I hate, and I hate, and I hate And I hate disintegration Watching us wither Black winged roses That safely changed their color
Oh these little earthquakes Here we go again These little earthquakes Doesn`t take much to rip us into pieces
I can`t reach you, I can`t reach you I can`t reach you, I can`t reach you Can`t reach you... Give me life, give me pain Give me myself again...
Oh these little earthquakes Here we go again These little earthquakes Doesn`t take much to rip us into pieces Doesn`t take much to rip us into pieces Doesn`t take much to rip us into pieces
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