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До Утра

в последний раз, как в последнюю ночь. С ночи до утра и вернусь не скоро Музыка играет, этот мир мне дорог С ночи до утра, радости не стоят Ночью можем

пытаться, два раза здесь не пройти… А мне бы до утра, хотя бы до шести… ну все давай пока забудь прости… А мне бы до утра по мокрым тротуарам идти встречать

It was the year I crashed my motor bike I think it was the summer I think you whispered When you gonna wake up? When you gonna wake up? Dear Slip these

Why can't it wait 'til morning? We can talk about it then 'Cause I've had a drink too many And my troubles, well, I ain't got any Why can't it wait '

Well I love no one and I don't care who knows Don't care if you're far away, don't give a damn if you're close I'm the vacant distraction of a broken

Sue him now and I'll tell you how He's gonna milk like a cow And if you wanna fill a bucket Simple as pie if you care to try Just look him in the eye

Gauntlets Throw one by one See how they run When the check doesn't clear And it's time to pay the bill Some are gonna ride it out Some can't and they

It's the part of the dream That leaves me when the sunlight hits my eyes It's the part of the dream That rolls me over and over as I sleep It's the part

He took a rifle and killed a disciple So that those nagging thoughts would leave him in peace He'd drown a puppy a shive-shank a yuppie Just to make the