Текст песни Butterfingers — To Gather

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We could be passing by
Mind your way
We could be passing by
It's OK
Very glad Oh! Very kind
Our own way
There comes a time
There comes a place
Our own way

Together forever

We could be passing by
Mind your way
No one really understands
It's OK
Very glad Oh! Very kind
There comes a time
There comes a place
Our own way

Together forever

Im sick of …
Im sick of somebody's headache
Im sick of sugarcane
Im sick of the flu through my nose

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