Текст, перевод и аккорды “Custom Concern”
- Their custom concern for the people Build up the monuments and steeples To wear out our eyes I get up just about noon My head sends a message for me To reach for my shoes then walk Gotta go to work, gotta go to work, gotta get a job Goes through the parking lot fields Doesnt see no signs that they will yield And then thought, thisll never end Thisll never end, thisll never stop Message read on the bathroom wall Says, "i dont feel at all like I fall." And were losing all touch, losing all touch Building a desert
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