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Текст: Fast Track (The). Judge And Jury. Bring On The Rain.


Blank stares lead to blank pages
But nobody reads that much these days
I?m fed up with lying
And I can?t go a day without living for a name

We all need a little help to get on our feet again
And we all need a little help but I won?t be taking it

So bring on the rain
Cause I?m so sick of everything
I?ve torn myself up
Worn myself down
Too many times before

I?m still falling apart
(it was never my choice)
And I?m still falling apart
(it was never my choice to let you go)

So keep it simple, keep it safe
And the closer you get the further you are away
These nights will tell you everything
Your idle words have tried to hide away

We all need a little help to get on our feet again
And we all need a little help but I won?t be taking it

So bring on the rain
Cause I?m so sick of everything
I?ve torn myself up
Worn myself down
Too many times before

I?m still falling apart
(it was never my choice)
And I?m still falling apart
(it was never my choice to let you go)

Fall asleep and I hope you know
You?ll still be alone when you wake up
When your hearts in full retreat
Cracked and crumbled at your feet
Commit yourself to perjury
Lest they find out you and??

You and Me

So bring on the rain
Cause I?m so sick of everything
I?ve torn myself up
Worn myself down
Too many times before

I?m still falling apart
(it was never my choice)
And I?m still falling apart
(it was never my choice to let you go)