Doriana - Trip | Текст песни

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• Doriana
• Trip

Be quiet
We cross the line
Whatever you suffer from
It won’t be relief
I know what you want
to immerse in the void
To shy
To shy

You are tired, I
Require to survive

We’ve walked fast everywhere
Invisible ways
Invisible case
After all it will say
To shy
To shy

We’ll die
Run to me
This is your place (now)
Seduced and remorsed
Your doom

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