Trenches - Ocean Currents Тексты

While, we cried,
I hold the trash,
I felt the jury,
As I run away

While, we cried,
I hose a film,
I hold the low rank,
still I run away,

Fire, Fire (There is no)
Fire, Fire (There is no)

Carry, Me down, They survive
Carry, Me down, They survive
Carry, Me down, They survive
Carry, Me down, They survive.
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