Текст песни LOW - Escape the Fate
                                                I'm 
                                                not 
                                                ready 
                                                yet 
                                                to 
                                                let 
                                                you 
                                                go, 
                                                oh, 
                                                oh
 
                                    
                                
                                                Crawling 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                worm, 
                                                feeling 
                                                low, 
                                                low, 
                                                low
 
                                    
                                
                                                Can't 
                                                take 
                                                it 
                                                back 
                                                now, 
                                                tried 
                                                to 
                                                get 
                                                over 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                not 
                                                back 
                                                down, 
                                                you 
                                                won't 
                                                make 
                                                me 
                                                submit
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                is 
                                                my 
                                                moment, 
                                                my 
                                                declaration
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                need 
                                                    a 
                                                little 
                                                more, 
                                                    I 
                                                need 
                                                conviction
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                hard 
                                                saying 
                                                goodbye 
                                                to 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                history
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                I'm 
                                                sick 
                                                of 
                                                feeling 
                                                so 
                                                low
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                not 
                                                ready 
                                                yet 
                                                to 
                                                let 
                                                you 
                                                go, 
                                                oh, 
                                                oh
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                you're 
                                                gonna 
                                                get 
                                                is 
                                                "no, 
                                                no, 
                                                no"
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hanging 
                                                by 
                                                    a 
                                                thread, 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                end 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                rope
 
                                    
                                
                                                Crawling 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                worm, 
                                                feeling 
                                                low, 
                                                low, 
                                                low
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                did 
                                                    I 
                                                cross 
                                                the 
                                                line? 
                                                Remind 
                                                me 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                did 
                                                to 
                                                make 
                                                things 
                                                bad 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                make 
                                                me 
                                                hate 
                                                this 
                                                place, 
                                                feels 
                                                like 
                                                kingdom 
                                                come
 
                                    
                                
                                                Angel 
                                                of 
                                                death, 
                                                tell 
                                                me, 
                                                when 
                                                will 
                                                your 
                                                reign 
                                                be 
                                                done?
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                hard 
                                                saying 
                                                hello 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                uncertainty
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                I'm 
                                                sick 
                                                of 
                                                feeling 
                                                so 
                                                low
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                not 
                                                ready 
                                                yet 
                                                to 
                                                let 
                                                you 
                                                go, 
                                                oh, 
                                                oh
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                you're 
                                                gonna 
                                                get 
                                                is 
                                                "no, 
                                                no, 
                                                no"
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hanging 
                                                by 
                                                    a 
                                                thread, 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                end 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                rope
 
                                    
                                
                                                Crawling 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                worm, 
                                                feeling 
                                                low, 
                                                low, 
                                                low
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                want 
                                                you 
                                                to 
                                                stay, 
                                                but 
                                                    I 
                                                need 
                                                space 
                                                (I 
                                                need 
                                                space)
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                not 
                                                ready 
                                                yet 
                                                to 
                                                let 
                                                you 
                                                go, 
                                                oh, 
                                                oh
 
                                    
                                
                                                Crawling 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                worm, 
                                                feeling 
                                                low, 
                                                low, 
                                                low
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                sick 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                uncertainty
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                need 
                                                conviction
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                need 
                                                conviction
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                not 
                                                ready 
                                                yet 
                                                to 
                                                let 
                                                you 
                                                go, 
                                                oh, 
                                                oh
 
                                    
                                
                                                Crawling 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                worm, 
                                                feeling 
                                                low, 
                                                low, 
                                                low
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                not 
                                                ready 
                                                yet 
                                                to 
                                                let 
                                                you 
                                                go, 
                                                oh, 
                                                oh
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                you're 
                                                gonna 
                                                get 
                                                is 
                                                "no, 
                                                no, 
                                                no"
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hanging 
                                                by 
                                                    a 
                                                thread, 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                end 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                rope
 
                                    
                                
                                                Crawling 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                worm, 
                                                feeling 
                                                low, 
                                                low, 
                                                low
 
                                    
                                
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