Texty piesní The Beautiful Girls

The Beautiful Girls

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Sunrise, sunset.

These days i won't forget.

Celebrations of our death,

When every day she's my place to rest.

And sometimes i would,

and sometimes i could feel blessed.

And sometimes i should,

and sometimes i could feel less.

Strange times, strange bets,

When every wager made holds my soul in debt.

Kingdoms and Queen's forget,

While we dance our way 'til life begets.