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Текст (слова) песни: The Cult - Gone
So your anger did`t carry you too far
What you expect anyway
There`s no patience left in your shattered little self
You haven`t got a fucking thing to say
High on your own, Gone
Mother fucker, fucking stoned
Rain on your back the wind in your face
You`re spinnin `round going nowhere
Sweet dreams of her, she left you alone
You wasted it this time my friend
High on your own, Gone
Mother fucker, fucking stoned
My friends and I used to mess about
in the park, we were only 14, yeah
I later understood about my attitude
I never thought I`d get that gone
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