Текст и слова песни Burning Brides – Blood On The Highway
I don't know why you
Suck on your thumb and cry
All the fuzzy caterpillars turn into
butterflies
You wanna go where the flowers are nameless
and rainbows unfold
I watch the monkey make his habit
a halo
through a needle of gold
Left foot
Right foot
March to the drums and die
Hoist your favorite flag into the
breeze on the sunday sky
I made it back from the magical station
Where everything flows
A white lie turned to blood on the highway
where the purple winds blow
All my life all I wanted
was a best friend
Then i looked into the sun
A white lie took me far away again
Far away from
My little one
little one
little one
little one......................................................................
Suck on your thumb and cry
All the fuzzy caterpillars turn into
butterflies
You wanna go where the flowers are nameless
and rainbows unfold
I watch the monkey make his habit
a halo
through a needle of gold
Left foot
Right foot
March to the drums and die
Hoist your favorite flag into the
breeze on the sunday sky
I made it back from the magical station
Where everything flows
A white lie turned to blood on the highway
where the purple winds blow
All my life all I wanted
was a best friend
Then i looked into the sun
A white lie took me far away again
Far away from
My little one
little one
little one
little one......................................................................
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