JennyBorn - 13 | Текст песни

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Theerteen
To recover from loving
Choices to make
Chances to take
The spiders
Always searching for blindness
But the wind never blows straight

Only the number has changed
The place rearranged
And it's all
Comes to an end
Only some people have died
I've become undenied
Some getting ready to breath

Killing
The last smile or feeling
To let you escape
Sometimes it's all fate
The spiders
Only searching for blindness
But the wind never blows straight

Only the number has changed
The place rearranged
And it's all
Comes to an end
Only some people have died
I've become undenied
Some getting ready to breath
Ready to breath