Текст и слова песни Vincent Minor – Dead Air
Coffee spilt on her wedding dress as a crack opened up in the earth
Sent the ambulance into a cable car it's the last day of the world
Strangely calm on empty streets, panic sworn off like a hedonist
Can't believe what I'm seeing now, they never taught this stuff in school
His will is waning, a grip abated
The red shoes warning, there's no place like home
As I'm fading into a vortex with you
Give tone to the death and sight to the blind
As a white man will kill an Indian tribe
As you figure this riddle from the top of a building and jump through parting clouds
Oh my god my fear is enough to cut with a knife as I slam on the brakes
Walking into your future the kind with computers
Your head spins and heart aches
With laughing bibles and serious faces
A haunting smile in distant phases
Walking off the edge of a sidewalk and dropping into dead air
Coffee spilt on her wedding dress as a crack opened up in the earth
Sent the ambulance into a cable car it's the last day of the world
Sent the ambulance into a cable car it's the last day of the world
Strangely calm on empty streets, panic sworn off like a hedonist
Can't believe what I'm seeing now, they never taught this stuff in school
His will is waning, a grip abated
The red shoes warning, there's no place like home
As I'm fading into a vortex with you
Give tone to the death and sight to the blind
As a white man will kill an Indian tribe
As you figure this riddle from the top of a building and jump through parting clouds
Oh my god my fear is enough to cut with a knife as I slam on the brakes
Walking into your future the kind with computers
Your head spins and heart aches
With laughing bibles and serious faces
A haunting smile in distant phases
Walking off the edge of a sidewalk and dropping into dead air
Coffee spilt on her wedding dress as a crack opened up in the earth
Sent the ambulance into a cable car it's the last day of the world
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