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Dirk Darmstaedter - Seven Eleven текст песни

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альбом: The Circumstances


She don't lie 'bout the tools of her trade
When everything goes dark
She'll keep her blades so sharp
So I'll walk home and lie on the floor
Just a few minutes more
Just a little stain on her chalkboard
We were quick to hurry outside
The subway stood still past the Clarence Bar and Grill
So I packed up and moved out of here
Just a few years along the line
I could hold out for the finish line
I threw it away I was over my head
I had Seven Eleven stories to tell
I was under her spell then it slipped thru my hands
I found Seven Eleven sure ways to fail
I woke up a babe in the woods
When everything goes South
The little hands to mouth
If she'd just look up she'd find me right there
Holding on for dear life I was getting used to the crazy ride
I threw it away I was over my head
I had Seven Eleven stories to tell
I was under her spell let it slip thru my hands
I found seven eleven true ways to fall
All of our blessed folk tales
We thought we'd last for sheer will
And for all that we hoped would prevail
Bow down and run for the kill
So I threw it away I was over my head
I was Seven Eleven minutes too late
I was under her spell then it slipped thru my hands
I found Seven Eleven true ways to fall
I threw it away I was over my head
I was Seven Eleven minutes too late
I was under her spell then it slipped thru my hands
I found Seven Eleven true ways to fall

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