Текст песни Young Guns - Brother In Arms

Текст:

Got my head out of the window I can taste the summer air Hangs heavy with the promise of nights beyond compare We start, we stop, we break and then we mend What's a little bit of blood loss between friends You say you don't need love, I say you ain't so tough Come on and let me in Brother in arms Together we, spill our blood, on foreign streets Worlds apart, and in too deep, my brother in arms I wouldn't change a thing We celebrate our sickness as it starts to spread Cut my heart out it's not over until you take my head You say you don't need love, I say you ain't so tough Come on and let me in Brother in arms Together we, spill our blood, on foreign streets Worlds apart, and in too deep, my brother in arms I wouldn't change a thing All hands on deck we live or die, Together, together No matter how far we fall apart, We bleed together My brother in arms, together we Spill our blood on foreign streets Brother in arms, together we Spill our blood on foreign streets Worlds apart, and in too deep, my brother in arms I wouldn't change a thing I wouldn't change a thing!

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