Eugene T. - The Bridge To The End | Текст песни

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• Eugene T.
• The Bridge To The End

I don't want to get up from the bed
Doesn't matter monday or friday
All the shitty duties I had
Have to get out from my head

No, there's might be a light
Which says what to do with that life

So young, so drunk
Some more days and I'm a junk

The bridge is near highway
you're in the crosshairs of death
The last word you have to say
Fly like a bird, Faith

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