Текст песни Devil Sold His Soul — Clouds

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Put down the idea that I'm broken,
The idea that you're not real,
The idea that you can change.
Change to you is no more than a new lie.

Flowers unfold to show us a beautiful play,
Is this not always who we are?
To keep this motion going is so selfish,
Flowers unfold to show a beautiful charade.

Let's dance one more time [2x]

You fill this empty heart [5x]

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