Luke De-Sciscio - Blood Sports - текст песни и слова, похожие исполнители

Kishore Kumar Hits — Luke De-Sciscio - Blood Sports текст песни

Исполнитель: Luke De-Sciscio

альбом: Extended folk boy playlist

Soft as soufflé, rich as pine
Count the days until your mine
Summer fades and Autumn riles
Count the ways in which I'm fine
And I dreamt you again
The rhythm falling through my head, head
♪
It's primal, it's primitive
Revolver without question
We stare at him
'Til he stares back
Soldiers made of sand
Bent on pushing back the ocean
Though often times I beg for it
I want it on my terms
And I dreamt you again
The rhythm falling through my head, head
♪
It's just the slow coarse of blood
Beneath the dome
Rationalising distances
To keep my love from everyone
Though half the time I beg for it
I vow to never learn
Love has been deprived for so long
And I dreamt you again
The rhythm dancing through my head, head

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