Текст песни




This time those forgotten
Are not spent in fields of cotton
A bullet through your conscience as you slave
I want you to run away
Let it not be forgotten
We all wear the same blue collar
This time those forgotten
Are not spent in fields of cotton
A bullet through your conscience as you slave
I want you to run away
The six years I've forgotten
Were not spent in fields of cotton
But as long as you wait
It shouldn't take a week to break
And you remain a slave
You know you're chained to me
I need the security
Because you're chained to me
I want the security
You're on a leash
That gets passed around
In a day or a week
I'm gonna leave this town
The past erased
And you remain a slave
With the same white collar
The same blue collar




Timmy Booth - Black Friday
Альбом Black Friday
дата релиза
24-08-2018




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