Friends warehouse pain
Attack their own kind
A thousand kids bury their parents
There's laughing outside
We're locked out of the public eyes
Some smooth chords
On the car radio
No hard chords
On the car radio
We set the trash on fire
And watch outside the door
Men come up the pavement
Under the marquee
There's laughing inside
We're locked out of the public eyes
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Друзья накопляют боль,
Атакуют таких же, как они
Тысячи детей хоронят своих родителей
Извне звучит смех
Мы скрыты от публичных взоров
Несколько мягких аккордов
звучат из автомобильного радио
Нет жестких аккордов
В автомобильном радио
Мы делаем из мусора огонь
И смотрим через двери
Как люди ходят по тротуару
Под навесом
Раздаётся смех
Мы скрыты от публичных взоров
Friends warehouse pain
Attack their own kind
A thousand kids bury their parents
There's laughing outside
We're locked out of the public eyes
Some smooth chords
On the car radio
No hard chords
On the car radio
We set the trash on fire
And watch outside the door
Men come up the pavement
Under the marquee
There's laughing inside
We're locked out of the public eyes
_____________________________________________
Friends accumulate pain
Attack people like them
Thousands of children bury their parents
Laughter sounds from outside
We are hidden from public view
Several soft chords
sound from car radio
No hard chords
In the car radio
We make fire out of garbage
And we look through the doors
How people walk on the sidewalk
Under the canopy
There is laughter
We are hidden from public view
