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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Swallowed”

• Come down from the ceiling Oh, these pills were made for feeling Oh, so divine Ive got a lump in my throat So Ill keep hold of hope Oh yeah, oh yeah Ive got a lump in my throat And it makes it hard to swallow Thats why well crawl to walk for running Oh theres not so much more in store Thats why well never, ever divide Ive got a lump in my throat So, Ill keep hold of hope Oh yeah, oh yeah Ive got a lump in my throat And it makes it hard to swallow Telling me winning is now or never Seems like nobody really cares Because theyre just killing my time Theyre just killing my time Dont you know theyre just killing my time

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