Circa Survive - We're All Thieves Тексты

Lost in a haunting thought
spinning me around once more
I wake, just to feel the way
as the daylight comes around I turn
with my eyes on the back door
your face is light and cocaine white
one message beating through

smokes filled the air
and I'm struggling to breathe
let them be calm so I finally can sleep
everything you intended to say
don
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