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Текст: Deas Vail. White Lights - EP. White Lights.


She's dropping bread crumbs to show where she's been
To a house made of candy, of sorrow, of sin
And she hopes it's alright that she quietly let herself in

This is her addiction
This is her fame
This is the place where she deals with the pain
Sometimes the stars in her sky hold against the rain

Echoes climbing back
What's this
Hit or miss attack
You missed it
She's got white lights on her face
From the bad days
That she just can't erase

Now she's forgiven the harms of her past
She'll take a message somewhere it will last
She fails where she fails but she's trying
And growing up fast

Echoes climbing back
What's this
Hit or miss attack
You missed it
She's got white lights on her face
From the bad days
That she just can't erase
And her sad eyes are replaced
With the new life in a beautiful place

And this is the pattern
And this is the stone
This is the past she knows she can run from
This is the place she's been in since she was born

Echoes climbing back
What's this
Hit or miss attack
You missed it
I can tell by the light in her eyes that she can see
And walk away
From the people and places and things
She used to be
She's got white lights on her face
From the bad days
That she just can't erase
And her sad eyes are replaced
With the new life in a beautiful place