Текст и слова песни The Transit War – Wild Nights & The Aftermath
The smile on your face is so fake
But my grasp on this night is so innocent
And my hands are beginning to shake
I take a drink and forget it all
Now I'm thinking of palm trees and photographs
In a room filled with wild nights and aftermath
My hands will break this fall
We fit anywhere but here
But my grasp on this night is so innocent
And my hands are beginning to shake
I take a drink and forget it all
Now I'm thinking of palm trees and photographs
In a room filled with wild nights and aftermath
My hands will break this fall
We fit anywhere but here
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