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Текст песни "White Crosses" |
 I wake up in the morning and I drink from the fountain
I wake up in the morning with the same unanswered questions
I don't know what's gonna cure my unsettled stomach
Street kids collect spare change in a conch shell on the sidewalk
Their teeth are yellow, their hair is tangled
Their minds are vapid and they laugh wild in their depravity
I make my way back home to you
Head north on St. Marco Avenue
White crosses on the church lawn
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
Ponytails swinging back and forth behind bleached blonde
College girls out for a jog
St. Augustine, shine your light down on me
Pop hits from the '90s echo out of tourist-filled bars
I'm met with arms crossed under
Dirty looks, I am treated like a common thief
I make my way back home to you
Head north on St. Marco Avenue
White crosses on the church lawn
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
Eavesdropping in on conversations
I wander aimless, staring at strangers
Strung out on the amphetamines that you gave to me
Eyeballed with suspicion by a pencil skirt in high heels
You realize that you're talking to yourself
Cannon fire explodes out over the bay
I make my way back home to you
Head north on St. Marco Avenue
White crosses on the church lawn
I want to smash them all
Looking for context and perspective
Looking for some kind of distraction
White crosses on the church lawn
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
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