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Текст песни "Sound Of Fear" |
sun comes up on the old neighbourhood
spray-painted bricks and dead firewood
well i don't know where i'm gonna be next
and i don't care where i'm gonna be
next time if you think of it
you might remember me as
the one who let you down
but never made another sound of fear
some people like to call me chuck
it's charles and you are sh*t out of luck
if you think you know what happens next
you think you know what happens
next time if you think of it
you might remember me as
the one who let you down
but never made another sound of fear
sun goes down on the old neighbourhood
dark, damp, and stop where i once stood
and i don't know where the bus stops next
and i don't care where the bus stops
next time if you think of it
you might remember me as
the one who let you down
but never made another sound of fear
the sound of fear
i can't hear
the sound of fear
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