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STONE TEMPLE PILOTS
Core 1992
Naked Sunday текст песни
Naked Sunday
You're the fuel to the fire
You're the weapons of war
You're the irony of justice
And the father of law
I've been waiting for awhile to meet you
For the chance to shake your hand
To give you thanks for all the suffering you command
And when all is over and we return to dust
Who will be my judge and which one do I trust
You're the champion of sorrow
You're the love and the pain
You're the fighter of evil
Yet you're one in the same
I've been waiting for awhile to meet you
For the chance to shake your hand
To give you thanks for all the suffering you command
And when all is over and we return to dust
Who will be my judge and which one do I trust?
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