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Текст песни Vanilla Poltergeist Snake

I'm hoping to be proud,
Hoping that it shows.
I look in the mirror,
I'm hoping that he knows.
My heart is to be found,
Giving way to getting wet,
Red tide...
I find it so peculiar,
How you sit and stare...

No one gets out alive.
No one...

For now and always,
Hoping for the best.
A pretty cigarette,
Leaves the head a wreck.
I beg you to believe,
Assumption keeps you in,
Red tide...
I find it so peculiar,
How you sit and stare...

No one gets out alive.
No one...