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  • Текст песни Элла Голодная - Под простыней

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    Like all the boys before, like all the boys (boys, boys, boys)

    You left a blood stain on the floor
    You set your sights on him
    You left a hand print on the door
    Like all the boys before, like all the boys before (boys, boys, boys, boys)

    This is our luck, baby, running out
    Her clothes were never off
    We still have hours to run about
    To scale the map, to scale the map, to get us back on track
    I've seen you in a fight you lost, I've seen you in a fight

    We're under the sheets and you're killing me
    In our house made of paper, your words of love fill me
    We're under the sheets and you're killing me

    Like all the boys before, like all the boys (boys, boys, boys)

    In here the world won't bring us down
    Our plan is golden
    Out there a lonely girl could drown
    In here we're frozen

    Where did the people go?
    My hands are empty
    You're not the answer I should know
    Like all the boys before, like all the boys before

    We're under the sheets and you're killing me
    In our house made of paper, your words of love fill me
    We're under the sheets and you're killing me

    We're in a mess baby, we're in a mess baby
    Your more is less, babe
    We're in a mess baby, we're in a mess baby
    Your more is less, babe

    We're under the sheets and you're killing me
    In our house made of paper, your words of love fill me
    We're under the sheets and you're killing me
    (I've seen you in a fight you lost)
    Like all the boys before, like all the boys before
    We're under the sheets and you're killing me
    In our house made of paper and your words of love fill me

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