Текст песни Chromatics - Back From The Grave

Текст:

In a white room Where the grass would grow And the music was slow All the pleasure and pain Washed away like the rain And babies are born And monsters are born Memories fade Like a thief in the night They try to put out the light When I look at the sky Well I wish I was gone Because mother you're gone And father you're gone And lover you're gone And other you're gone Mother, father, lover Hero, pleasure, other [x2] Mothers are born Fathers are born Lovers are born Others are born Like a thief in the night They try to put out the light Memories fade and I wish I was gone Because mother you're gone And father you're gone Lover you're gone And other you're gone Mother you're gone And father you're gone Lover you're gone And other you're gone

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