Из альбома: The Greatest of All Lost Arts
Where I've gone, nobody knows
Where nobody goes
Straight from the shores
To dynasty in my chest
Like roses you'll never get
It's all in your head
Dripping right on your drawer
Left for you sanity
With love from your symphony
They play so perfectly
Wandering aimlessly into the wrist.
You have to give up for this.
This is reality.
There's always cables on the way
To satellite. To satellite.
Wandering aimlessly into the wrist.
№ | Топ 4 Lower Definition |
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1 | Lower Definition - Her Last Winter |
2 | Lower Definition - Honey Bunches Of LOC |
3 | Lower Definition - The Ascending |
4 | Lower Definition - Like Ornaments |