歌词
Subscriber Of My Trust (Live) - Zuzana Smatanova
作词:Zuzana Smatanova
作曲:Zuzana Smatanova
What a rare thoughts were born into my head
What a rare thoughts you can find after my death
I want you to remember my name
Cos it took me too much energy that
Non-stop please others
I'm not like a moth starved for light
And than burn my wings when I touch it
Why don't they understand me
And my sandalwood can be broken
To a splinter
I'm not like a bottle of juice with
An instruction Shake well before opening
And incapable consider human
Inner dignity
Please be brotherly in this plight
And brotherly I'll know your name
Where are the letters for me
Did the postman die
I sent the request for somebody
Better but I was too much selective
And tend towards dungeon of souls and
Pretty hearts and I found only subscriber
Of my trust
Did you inquire about it how many
Ingredients I got into my dinner
That I'm hungry for
The details are more important than
Entire things do you want to eat
The same like me
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