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Текст: Chicosci. January Days.

My January days, they feel so dark and old
My January days, all about to come true

Hey mother, I will sing
Hey mother, I will sing

Stay, when nothing?s meant for you
These ordinary days, but we don?t have to go
I know there are these things
That are lying in wait
I?ve seen them before, I was dreaming awake
A photo of a vampire, don?t let it go
Hey mother, I will sing
Hey mother, I will sing

This time, I?m escaping in a different way
The glass could never hold me
(I can?t wait, no I won?t wait)

Stay, still nothing?s made for you
These ordinary days, tomorrow?s another show
I know all the secrets that are lying in wait

I?ve seen them before, you were dreaming awake
Pictures of a sunset, will never do
This time, I?m escaping in a different way
The glass could never hold me
(I can?t wait, no I won?t wait)

This time, I?m escaping in a different way
The glass could never keep me (can never keep me)

Hey mother, I will sing
Hey mother, I will sing

This time, I?m escaping in a different way
The glass could never hold me
(I can?t wait, no I won?t wait)

This time, I?m escaping in a different way
The glass could never keep me
The glass could never keep me