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    • Тексты песен / V / Volbeat / Black Rose

    Текст песни Volbeat - Black Rose

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    На этой странице находится текст песни Volbeat - Black Rose, а также перевод песни и видео или клип.
    Counting days ’til it’s over, my friends
    ’Til it’s over, my friends, count along
    Counting days ’til it’s over, my friends
    ‘Til it’s over, my friends, count along

    Feeling rich, feeling poor, feeling nothing more
    Self destructive on a rollercoaster fireball
    Cut her tongue, don’t believe a word she says
    She’s on a hunt, cooking cooking cooking misery

    Left my heart on the shelf for way too long
    Sick and tired, picking up from the dirty floor
    I saw the line of snakes that came to me

    So innocent were the days
    The taste of good memories
    A bag full of hope that was only for me and you

    No more broken dreams
    I feel like a loaded gun
    Spitting bullets at your armor of mind control
    Cut her tongue, don’t believe a word she says
    She’s on a hunt, cooking cooking cooking misery

    Cannot think, cannot talk, cannot do it right
    Can’t call the doctor, he’s as sick as you and I
    I saw the line of snakes that came to me

    So innocent were the days
    The taste of good memories
    A bag full of hope that was only for me and you

    So innocent were the days
    The taste of good memories
    A bag full of hope that was only for me and you

    Counting days ‘til it’s over, my friends
    ‘Til it’s over, my friends, count along
    Counting days ’til it’s over, my friends
    ‘Til it’s over, my friends count along

    Counting days ‘til it’s over, my friends
    ’Til it’s over, my friends, count along
    Counting days ’til it’s over, my friends
    ‘Til it’s over that thing called love

    So innocent were the days, the taste of good memories
    A bag full of hope that was only for me and you

    Please let it grow, where it belongs
    There in the dark where the shadows are born
    Leave it alone. I’m sure it will find its way
    to redeem and blossom
    ‘Cause I know, the black rose will find its home

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