Текст песни I Got It - NIHILS
My
senses
so
alive
in
These
gardens
I
found
a
paradise
But
they′re
coming
Bodies
they
overheat
in
Deserts
icy
cold
Bandits
with
golden
teeth
It's
Getting
kinda
old
I
got
it
I
got
it
I
got
it
I
got
it
I
take
it
Some
treasures
lie
within
Hiding
Vultures
up
in
the
sky
They′ll
die
trying
Milk
runs
down
withered
skin
The
meat
falls
off
the
bone
Under
these
shady
trees
This
heaven
we
call
home
I
got
it
I
got
it
I
got
it
I
got
it
I
take
it
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