This is me. - Lonewolf | Текст песни

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• This is me.
• Lonewolf

Rush off the tree and pray for the dirt
To not weight on the wings you barely open
So whristles the wind, sneaking into green leaves.

And fly among the thieves that won't give you back

The trust you lost somewhere so far
So farewell young man
The bird's turned into a lonewolf

It burns and you don't say a word.

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