Interstate — текст песни (Beaver)





falling asleep the heat of midday
falling asleep IжЉ¦ drifting away

time and again
weightlessness a matter of perception
time and again
thoughtlessness reaches near perfection

out of the flames leave this wreckage behind
out of the flames hereжЉЇ a state I donжЉ° mind

time and again
weightlessness a matter of perception
time and again
thoughtlessness reaches near perfection
a resurrection



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