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[Vermichelle]

Don't see me from a distance
Don't look at my smile
And think that I don't know
What's under and behind me
I don't want you to look at me
And think
What's in you is in me
What's in me is to help them
I assume the reasons that push us to
Change everything
I would like us to forget about
Their color
So they can be optimistic
Too many views on rave that make them
Desperate
Let's leave the doors wide open
So they can talk about their pain
Then we can give them information
That will bring us all together

It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting

Nothing can move us we
should be using
on the ones who practice wicked
Charms
For the son and the stone
Bad to the bone
The battle's not over even when it's won

And when a child is born into this world
It has no concept
The tone the skin is living in


There's a million voices
There's a million voices
To tell you what you should be thinking
So you better sober up for just a second

а оригинал не нашла -_-

@темы: музыкальное, more pain, more

Comments

[Хайдер]

я люблю свою память. поет двое, не помню, как зовут дяду, а тетю - Neneh Cherry. вот.
я мозг

[Vermichelle]

Хайдер
дык я знаю
я про оригинал текста. он там поет толи на французском, то ли на каком, а lyrics я нашла толкьо на нглийском.

[Хайдер]

так это кавер? омг, не знал. подумаем.

[Vermichelle]

Хайдер
ето не кавеееер!!! это текст эой песни, поет ТА же телка, просто БЕЗ этого мужика. он поет на фрацузском, она - на английском, поетому текст - только на английском.

[Хайдер]

а я слышала когда-то...да, определенно.

[Vermichelle]

Хайдер
забей, короче, Аль

[Хайдер]

так будет проще хД