All eyes on me, it's why we never speak
For now
we'll just sit, locked and dilated
I feel buried for
maybe I'm just alone
So cover me
in black
It's for history
So retire
the ships, the final voyage was his
Текст песни Botch Swimming the Channel Vs. Driving The Chunnel
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