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Alba s touto skladbou:
Black Traffic,
Well, it feels like summer
Well, it feels like home
Though the days burn hotter
Your heart grows cold
As summer kills the sun
We're half way gone
And now
Our summer kills the sun, gone
Well, it feels like trouble
When their words ring dull
As my face sweats fever
Idle tongues suck gold
As summer kills the sun
We're half way gone
And now
Our summer kills the sun, gone
As summer kills the sun
Our hearts lay dead and burned
Our summer kills the sun, gone
Sun
Sun, sun, sun, sun
Sun, sun, sun, sun
As summer kills the sun
We're half way gone
Our summer kills the sun, gone
As summer kills the sun
Our hearts lay dead and burned
Our summer kills the sun, gone
As summer kills the sun
We're halfway gone
Our summer kills the sun
We're gone, gone
As summer kills the sun
Our hearts lay dead and burned
Our summer kills the sun, gone
Sun
Our hearts lay dead and burned
Sun
As summer kills the sun
Sun
Baby I'm gone
Sun
Our hearts lay dead and burned
Sun
Our hearts will never learn
As summer kills the sun, gone
