Lactic Acid - Thousands Of My Sons | Текст песни

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thousands of my sons
are leaving our home right now
your roses are so dark
they gonna make it brighter

red sparrows of today
would be dead in front of your eyes
oh wait just please don't pray

for thousands of my sons

black snake will eat your soul
for sins u don't remember
so there is only hope
this shinny red wet apple

thousands of my sons
they gonna kill each other

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