Текст песни Traffic Sound - Calla
Over,
trip,
and
walk
Crawl
and
call
me
up
Against
a
simple
thought
I
thought
I
had
You,
inside
my
arms
Inside
my
hands
Paralyzing
every
sense
I've
ever
had
Over
silent
talk
Why'd
She
pick
me
up
Arnold
in
the
backseat
sitting
silenty
Tracing
passing
lights
Tremble
on
with
me
Dreaming
of
a
simple
life
We'll
never
see
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