And One - Seven текст песни

Seven

Last plain mist (miss) to go
Seven escape with down the hole
Set Man Company
W.T.C. mystery
Grey smoke hit the ground
Seven came down without the sound
Rich man company
W.T.C. misery

Lakh hands happy crown
Seven is white will tout and tout
You tune company
W.T.C. mystery

(I now you’ll see)

The stars are shining just for money
When people rich their hands for you
And now you’re TV tells you story
It feels like deaf man hate you too
Another seven rising too

Last plain mist (miss) to go
Seven escape with down the hole
Set Man Company
W.T.C mystery
Grey smoke hit the ground
Seven came down without the sound
Rich man company
W.T.C. misery

(I now you’ll see)

The stars are shining just for money
When people rich their hands for you
And now you’re TV tells you story
It feels like deaf man hate you too

The stars are shining just for money
When people rich their hands for you
And now you’re TV tells you story
It feels like deaf man hate you too

(We are a makes seven
We are a makes seven
We are a makes seven
We are a makes seven)