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In Vain, группа Inna Pivars


 

Billy was his name
He would mess with anyone
Then he punched his mother
In the face…

Mary was his wife
Wrote one hundred fairytales
Each one full of bullshit
Every word…

Tommy was their son
Tommy never felt alone
Till the day he vanished
In the crowd…

′Cause everybody’s insane
And all we do is complain
All in vain





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© 21.02.2013 Андрей Юрьев
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