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Collective Soul 1995
December текст песни
December
Why drink the water from my hand?
Contagious as you think I am
Just tilt my sun towards your domain.
Your cup runneth over again.
Don't scream about
Don't think aloud
Turn your head now baby
Just spit me out
Don't worry about
Don't speak of doubt
Tourn your head now baby
Just spit me out
Why follow me to higher ground?
Lost as you swear I am.
Don't throw away your basic needs,
Ambiance and vanity.
December promice you have unto me
December whispers of treachery
December clouds are now covering me
December songs no longer I sing
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