Текст и слова песни Gibbler – Sore Throats
If it weren't for this cold I would.
Would have stood here for hours and so.
Letting wind whip drops into my hood filling up.
I would try not to drown.
I can't see street lines anymore.
Its night like these.
In my car and I'm singing off key with all of my might
Watching brake lights shine bright.
I finally see what can be.
Now I find myself driving down roads.
Eyes closed shut.
Lifetime on the radio.
Water coming from eyes hood and nose.
Ari sing me home...
Would have stood here for hours and so.
Letting wind whip drops into my hood filling up.
I would try not to drown.
I can't see street lines anymore.
Its night like these.
In my car and I'm singing off key with all of my might
Watching brake lights shine bright.
I finally see what can be.
Now I find myself driving down roads.
Eyes closed shut.
Lifetime on the radio.
Water coming from eyes hood and nose.
Ari sing me home...
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