Текст песни Red River (The Symposium) с переводом

Try not to think out loud

What I’m thinkin' about

I’m looking at the sky

While laying on the ground

Try not to think out loud

Try not to think out loud

But I made up my mind

I’m walking down the corridor waitin' in line

Tell me whatcha gonna do when I’m through with you

'Cause everything you do is just Is just seven little words for a shitty excuse

And if I’m a little kid, then you’re a little man

What’s a seven letter word for I’m doing what I can? And I mean it, baby

Whats a seven dollar word for I mean it, boy?

Whoa whoa oh oh whoa

Fine time to be on your mind

Good friends are hard to find

Whoa whoa whoa oh whoa

I could see, but now I’m blind

Good luck is hard to find

Yeah yeah yeah ah

Don’t wanna grow up old

Don’t wanna die alone

Fuck doing what you’re told, yeah yeah yeah

Try not to think out loud

Fine time to be on your mind

Good friends are hard to find

Yeah yeah yeah ah

I could see, but now I’m blind

Good fuck is hard to find

Whoa whoa whoa oh whoa

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