Текст песни Sore Bear

Pardon me Return my eyes So l can see Who wouldn't help Guardian angels With clipped wings You can try to plant stories in spit Sore bear Don't feed them your whispers Excuse me I dismember words You won't believe How much they can hurt Fallen angels Trying to fly from Sore bears Don't feed them your whispers They try to plant stories in my They try to plant stories in my spit Sore bear Don't feed them your whispers