Old suit - Cyclic Chase Тексты

All things away
trying to find their time
you sent me away
There's no place to climb

Going back where I was
Trying to find some peace of mind again
I beg you to show me a way

There're skies on heads
smashing our thoughts
throwing desires up
and what I'm supposed to do

So I'm in my own chase
trying to find me at some place
going back where I was
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