The Elephants' Parade - Pretender | Текст песни

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• The Elephants' Parade
• Pretender

You'll always find something that you can betray,
You'll always find someone whom you can to sell!

You're falling down one by one
Through the stars to the thorns.

No one hears my call,
Seething, I walk on circle.


These birds fell from the sky
Broken glass on your conscience
You're worse than cancer.
The hate consumes us all,
This world is a black hole!

No one hears my call,
Seething, I walk on circle.

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