Текст и слова песни My Hotel Year – Center Circle
I took the long way home
Maybe i had reached my limit
Don't go down without me
And when you stopped me
To interchange ourselves
The subtle little matters
Don't matter any more
I sat outside
Underneath the ceiling
Knowing nothing could keep us
From going on
The center circle
Smaller than the last one
This is the last one left
So walk on by
Maybe i had reached my limit
Don't go down without me
And when you stopped me
To interchange ourselves
The subtle little matters
Don't matter any more
I sat outside
Underneath the ceiling
Knowing nothing could keep us
From going on
The center circle
Smaller than the last one
This is the last one left
So walk on by
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