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Fallen Leaves - Billy Talent 10-02-2008 09:59 к комментариям - к полной версии - понравилось!


In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found

Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground



I hitched a ride, until the coast

To leave behind, all of my ghosts

Searching for something, I couldn't find at home



Can't get no job, can you spare a dime?

Just one more hit, and I'll be fine

I swear to God, this'll be my one last time!



In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found

Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground

Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down

Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground



When it gets dark, in Pigeon Park

Voice in my head, will soon be fed
By the vultures, that circle round the dead!



In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found

Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground


I never once thought, I'd ever be caught!
Staring at sidewalks, hiding my track marks!
I left my best friends, or did they just leave me?



In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground



Run away before you drown!

Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground
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