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Tom Mcrae - Hidden Camera Show | Текст Иностранной Песни
If you won't Carry a gun And if you won't Learn to run Hide from the world It will come for you You have no place in this time If you
Tom Mcrae - I Ain't Scared Of Lightning | Текст Иностранной Песни
I ain't scared of lightning Come on and do your worst If they gave degrees For cheating destiny Then man I got a first No, I ain't scared of
Tom Mcrae - Street Light | Текст Иностранной Песни
She's a street light, in the evening rain An empty seat, on the rush hour train She's a polaroid, lying on the street She's the lover I, may never meet And
Tom Mcrae - Keep Your Picture Clear | Текст Иностранной Песни
Here I go, back again, sliding off the ceiling Was I gone for long or did I just flick the switch Across the street, away from me A man is singing sympathy for the devil And
Tom Mcrae - Got A Suitcase, Got Regrets | Текст Иностранной Песни
Change the locks on the door Put out the light in the hall I do not live anymore Put the world in a box Turn the sign to the street Aim for where the horizon
Tom Mcrae - Lord, How Long? | Текст Иностранной Песни
Silent, broken, bruised and cloaked in this desert night I wait for you My eyes wide open, I face this moment and picture you By my side Funny how the things of this world
Tom Mcrae - End Of The World News | Текст Иностранной Песни
You wake up to the sound of alarms And you're driving your fabulous car Listening to the music that reminds you You used to be young, you used to be young And now
Tom Mcrae - Draw Down The Stars | Текст Иностранной Песни
Coming back to the city That I never quite leave Picture you by the ocean Picture me coughing into my sleeve Like a snake eating snake you confuse me Who's
Tom Mcrae - The Boy With The Bubblegun | Текст Иностранной Песни
Welcome to the second reel Glad that you can make it We thought your fate was sealed It's not what we expected But you punch above your weight And you're
Tom Mcrae - You Cut Her Hair | Текст Иностранной Песни
Time has colored in the black and white Of your sin, so burn burn the flag Rip it up bury the rags But I will find you still move in for the kill You cut her hair
