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Paroles de la chanson All Roads par Defeater
Morning bleeds in through the shades. Creeps along the pine, day dawning. The pain’s tide is washing in; bent, crawling skin, head caving in. Sick feeling in his guts. Eyes adjust to the sun, nights blurring. The air sours in his mouth. Lights a cigarette, shaking, breathes it in. “These nameless darkened streets will be the death of me.” Following the cracks and back alley bends, down along the pier, the boardwalk and sand. “I’ll get you what you need, keep you from lonely my friend.” All roads lead to hell; our fortuned, timely end. No way to cheat our death. Dirty money has got his hands in deeper; pockets lined in the fights and throwing weight on the dice. “What you got? I need it all so badly.”Paroles.net dispose d’un accord de licence de paroles de chansons avec la Société des Editeurs et Auteurs de Musique (SEAM)
