Текст и слова песни Cops And Robbers – On The Decline
I'm scared routine will drag me down
I see the same old faces when i drive through town
Like restless ghosts they beckon me
To blend into the scenery
Wasting my time on the decline
Somehow the years keep dragging by
And i can't help but wonder why
This town feels like a hangman's knoose
But no-one's gonna cut me loose
I see the same old faces when i drive through town
Like restless ghosts they beckon me
To blend into the scenery
Wasting my time on the decline
Somehow the years keep dragging by
And i can't help but wonder why
This town feels like a hangman's knoose
But no-one's gonna cut me loose
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