Перевод: Следствие. Ночь, Ночь.
Перевод: Prom Night: Музыкальный саундтрек. Следствие - Меня Callin '.
[Chorus:] And homey you go NIGHT NIGHT, from the left and the right And won't forget it for the rest of your life After you go NIGHT NIGHT~! And I promise
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? What's with the fascination with the Echelon What's with the constant questions that you have this time What's with this circumstancial consequence Find oversight before this night
I've watched the sun go dancing fall And watched the night reign Please note that casual Observers are always the first to go So this is for me and the
in my sights And my heart honestly breaks when I think of you I understand now what I-love-you means - It's doing the right thing no matter of the consequence
today Oh it was so beautiful Declaring your undying love So poetically But it wasn’t written for me So I guess I wasn’t supposed to see Although last night
I recall one summer's night Within the month of June Flowers in mahogany hair And smell of earth in bloom Only such a melody Comes without a sound More
Where you go to get the fresh trim at Four on the jake got the Timb rack Blue collars metro carding it Thugs mobbin it, form partnership Increase armorment, street pharmacist Deep consequence
for consequence Make it all light and make some sense Make me stop crying and love ya Rip the feeling that’s its over! Seagulls are screaming through the night
see the daylight had already passed me It was such a fight to fade away asleep It's a fugue I'm on found to chase down the dawn Well, I fell every night
is missin and nobody will listenin Mama is on drugs gettin high up in the kitchen Bringin home men at different hours of the night Startin with laughs
? What's with the fascination with the echelon What's with the constant questions that you have this time What's with this circumstantial consequence Find oversight before this night
I know you're home You left your light on You know I'm here The night is thin I know you're alone I watched the car leave Your lover is gone Let me in
Can't slick talk on the day of judgement Your movement's similar to a serpent Tried to play straight, how your whole style bent? Consequence is no coincidence
freedom Confusion consumes them Every word they speak it turns them out really white Internally they absent of light Trapped in the night and bonded to the Cain of the night
I thirst but never quench, I know the consequence Feeling as I do We're in a spinning top, where tell me will it stop? And what am I to say? Open our