Horse Drawn все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

I'll be the next thing to go out of style every sea has a shallow every light casts a shadow she caught me playing dead atop the tracks again I know the numbers are infinite but the chances are running out for you and I a voice in stereo through my room I was crossing out names erasing lines (keep driving this into the ground keep pushing what's already dead well I never left I never left) I show up there is no reason there is no breathing involved so keep it quiet and exhale briefly she's great and dull it's good to grow and I know better she's a product of the census failure her senses failed her