Текст: Smoking Popes. Pasted.

The sky painted all in pastel
I'm pasted on the ground
World of rooms
All designed to keep you down

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One day
I'll fly away
And disappear behind the sky
The sky, the sky
The sky, the sky
Behind the sky

I've painted a round pinhole
I'm planted on the ground
World of arms
Each one trying to hold you down

[Chorus]


Goodbye

I don't wanna come back here
I don't wanna lose you again

The sky painted all in pastel
I'm pasted on the ground
World of rooms
All designed to keep you down

[Chorus]