Текст песни Blackened Cities - Melanie De Biasio

Blackened cities
Rumble
Strangers stroll and lovers stumble
Goldjunkies
Goldjunkies
Goldjunkies
Goldjunkies

Goldjunkies
Goldjunkies

All we do is work
All day long
All our hours we
Waste away
The world shatters close behind
Nature argues another way
Nature argues another way

Goldjunkies

Addicted to greed
Addicted to greed
Addicted to greed
Addicted to greed
Addicted to suffer
Addicted to greed
Addicted to tougher
Addicted to breed
Addicted to greed
Addicted to breed
Addicted to rougher
Addicted to greed
Addicted to greed
Addicted to suffer
Addicted to suffer
Addicted to greed
Addicted to greed
Addicted to rougher
Addicted to rougher
Digging deeper
Digging deeper
Digging deeper
Digging deeper
Digging deeper
Digging deeper
Digging deeper
Digging deeper
Digging deeper
Digging deeper
Digging deeper
Digging deeper
Digging deeper
Digging deeper

Some gold
Some gold

Blackened cities
Rumber
Strangers stroll
And lovers stumble

As I walk on from place to place
My long shadow won't leave a trace
Greed and power may prevail
No you won't find me trapped in this jail
No you won't find me in any jail

Goldjunkies
Goldjunkies
Goldjunkies
Goldjunkies

I keep singing above hard ground
All this sorrow all around
Too many smiles and kisses hit and run
Nature argues another way
Nature howls a new day
Nature howls a new day
Nature howls a new day
Nature howls a new day

Blackened cities (goldjunkies)
Rumble (goldjunkies)
Strangers stroll
And lovers stumble

We're digging deeper
We're damn deep
We're digging deeper
We're damn deep
We're digging deeper
We're damn deep
We're digging deeper
We're damn deep

Goldjunkies
Goldjunkies
Goldjunkies
Goldjunkies
Goldjunkies
Goldjunkies
Goldjunkies
Goldjunkies

As I walk on from place to place
My long shadow won't leave a trace
Greed and power may prevail
No you won't find me trapped in this jail
No you won't find me in any jail

If you feel a breeze it might be me
I might pass this way to set you free
You may choose to grasp and blame
You'll feel a breeze I might be gone
You'll feel a breeze I might be gone
Might be gone, might be gone

Goldjunkies
Goldjunkies
Goldjunkies
Goldjunkies

I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone

If you feel a breeze it might be me
I might pass this way to set you free
You may choose to grasp and blame
You'll feel a breeze I might be gone
You'll feel a breeze I might be gone

I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone