So much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?
You...
You and me ...
You and me, won't be unhappy...
And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could...
@музыка:
Placebo – Running Up That Hill
@темы:
музыка,
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