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One Self - Bluebird
слова трека,нашел!цепануло блин,я тащусь!Кстати читает жена DJ Vadima.:)ссылочку на закачку всего альбома в посте о Dj Vadim, найти можно.. When i walked up all you caught was the shade of my hat on my facemy ways are in pain, from the strain of my wayschains engraved in my physical days, in physical waves i get physical strength from my individual waysmeanwhile Im not fulfilled, this feeling shall not be stilledrewind time and rewrite lines for the kinds of you to feeldocile if you so will, fragile and you go downhilldrinking wine, forgetting time, now time to be refilledthey say if you snooze you loosewell i spend my days, dazed and confusedis it cause i blaze all day and fade, then thats old newsif its new to you, this is Yarah rapping the bluesdont get used to it, running mascara i refuseclosed doors prevent outsiders from viewingbut struggling alone makes it tough for pursuingdreams, but it seems all i get are sleeples nightsnightmares about losing loved ones and losing fightsThe bluebird flew over the fields of sorrowas i left the scene and the dream watching the souls wallowleft you for more, left the room hollowmany will fall, a lot more will fallowyou take drugs to psyche your mindYou take wine, to forget about timeyou create a world of your ownwhere the truth, will never be knownI work when the work seems like playand hate to play when the work seems to work my way, i sayi work my way through everyday that i play my waynow.. hear what i say, hear what i saymakes it all seem hopeles like impending cancellationsthe locks will open someday continued determinationrestles infection destroys spiritual vaccinationsand i will head for my destinationi stand alone at the crosroads of death inhale the breathof lost souls that left in and out of counciousnesdrinking wine reminds me of what honest ismaking me wonder where the hell the logic is?were all lost, were all tosed, at a lost causefight between ourselves, relieve ourselves, and then we all fallthrough the wall, through it all, who we are?no denying that at 5 foot i still stand tallThe bluebird flew over the fields of sorrowas i left the scene and the dream watching the souls wallowleft you for more, left the room hollowmany will fall, a lot more will fallowyou take drugs to psyche your mindYou take wine, to forget about timeyou create a world of your ownwhere the truth, will never be knownMany will fallA lot more will followFollow

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