Текст: Emmure. I Should Have Called Ms. Cleo.
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Why did september take them away from me?
So hear me now, my silver goddess.
For I am your knight of swords.
Such cold hands, I must have to make skin feel so far away.
So teach me how to say our last goodbyes.
TEACH ME HOW TO DIE.
I bet you'll love me more when I am gone.
And there must be another way out.
FEAR NOT, MY BRETHEREN..
..THERE WILL BE SALVATION!
Won't you go for a ride?
Let's drink a cerveza and shed our wings.
LET'S SHED OUR WINGS!
So hear me now my silver goddess.
I swear one day, you'll be ok, my darling.
Such cold hands, I must have to make skin feel so far away.
So teach me how to say our last goodbyes.
TEACH ME HOW TO DIE.
I bet you'll love me more when I am gone.
And there must be another way out.
Won't you teach me how to die?
Won't you go for a ride?
Let's drink a cerveza and shed our wings.
IS THIS WHAT YOU CALL LOVE?
IS THIS WHAT YOU CALL LOVE?
Why did september take them away from me?
So hear me now, my silver goddess.
For I am your knight of swords.
Such cold hands, I must have to make skin feel so far away.
So teach me how to say our last goodbyes.
TEACH ME HOW TO DIE.
I bet you'll love me more when I am gone.
And there must be another way out.
FEAR NOT, MY BRETHEREN..
..THERE WILL BE SALVATION!
Won't you go for a ride?
Let's drink a cerveza and shed our wings.
LET'S SHED OUR WINGS!
So hear me now my silver goddess.
I swear one day, you'll be ok, my darling.
Such cold hands, I must have to make skin feel so far away.
So teach me how to say our last goodbyes.
TEACH ME HOW TO DIE.
I bet you'll love me more when I am gone.
And there must be another way out.
Won't you teach me how to die?
Won't you go for a ride?
Let's drink a cerveza and shed our wings.
IS THIS WHAT YOU CALL LOVE?
IS THIS WHAT YOU CALL LOVE?
Emmure
Emmure