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Текст (слова) песни: David Bowie - Better Wrong
Till the sun blisters and sprays
And every lamb ceases to graze
When the kiss of the comb
Tears my face from the bone
Ill be your light
When the shadows fall down the walls
Then life will be done
And it just wont matter at all
I was caught from a hand
Nurtured on grime, goodwill and screams
Now your breath fills my step
Now there is you till life is gone
But Ill be your light
When the shadows fall down the walls
Then life will be done
And it just wont matter at all
Ill roll your ball
Till the stars cant make me cry
Then life will be done
And it just wont matter at all
Not at all
When the kiss of the comb
Tears my face
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