Little ghost, you are listening, Unlike most you don't miss a thing, You see the truth, I walk the halls invisibly, I climb the walls, no one sees me, No one but you.
You've always loved the strange birds Now I want to fly into your world I want to be heard My wounded wings still beating, You've always loved the stranger inside... Me, ugly pretty.
Oh no, no, no, no [x3]
Oh little ghost, you see the pain But together we can make something beautiful, So take my hand and perfectly, We fill the gaps, you and me make three, I was meant for you, and you for me.
You've always loved the strange birds Now I want to fly into your world I want to be heard My wounded wings still beating, You've always loved the stranger inside... Me, ugly pretty.
Oh no, no, no, no [x3] [Repeat]
You've always loved the strange birds Now I want to fly into your world I want to be heard My wounded wings still beating, You've always loved the stranger inside... Me, ugly pretty.
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Unlike most you don't miss a thing,
You see the truth,
I walk the halls invisibly,
I climb the walls, no one sees me,
No one but you.
You've always loved the strange birds
Now I want to fly into your world
I want to be heard
My wounded wings still beating,
You've always loved the stranger inside...
Me, ugly pretty.
Oh no, no, no, no [x3]
Oh little ghost, you see the pain
But together we can make something beautiful,
So take my hand and perfectly,
We fill the gaps, you and me make three,
I was meant for you, and you for me.
You've always loved the strange birds
Now I want to fly into your world
I want to be heard
My wounded wings still beating,
You've always loved the stranger inside...
Me, ugly pretty.
Oh no, no, no, no [x3] [Repeat]
You've always loved the strange birds
Now I want to fly into your world
I want to be heard
My wounded wings still beating,
You've always loved the stranger inside...
Me, ugly pretty.
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Система категоризации Живого Журнала посчитала, что вашу запись можно отнести к категории: Музыка.
Если вы считаете, что система ошиблась - напишите об этом в ответе на этот комментарий. Ваша обратная связь поможет сделать систему точнее.
Фрэнк,
команда ЖЖ.
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