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Kishore Kumar Hits — aKING - Fork In The Road текст песни

Исполнитель: aKING

альбом: Against All Odds

Keeping our wits about us
Our fists are powerless
Leaving nothing behind us
It seems we're just not that important
Maybe in our minds
But a healthy mind is hard to find
Everyone is leaving with cuts on their hands
And scars on their arms
And dreams on their stereos
In sleep-deprived plans
We burn bushes at this
Fork in the road
And I, I have a knife
In my pocket
A fest for the wasted
We're sticking our tongues in broken wall sockets
A rush of gold to the head
And now this head has got a hole in it
Guess I'm just open-minded
It's a city thing
It's a silly thing
Cast a cold eye
You don't give a shit, so why do I?
Putting all pleasantries aside
Our dreams have died
In mass graves they're turning
Waiting to be revived
Pearls devoured by swine
In sleep-deprived plans
We burn bushes
At this fork in the road

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